The Fleece Sleeps | episode 6 | The Anal Community
I came back from the land of the people / Centaur of the revolution / I rode all the way around on my own back / Sometimes it's all right
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The digital screen contains within itself its essential image through its own luminescence. It is this image that fascinates us before any other medium that uses it.
I came back from the land of the people / Centaur of the revolution / I rode all the way around on my own back / Sometimes it's all right
...but what's the connection between two genuflections? Between two blowjobs? Between two genu-fella xions? Have we ever had intercourse?
Artists really do make up a breed of misery that I loathe. Worse still, the art lover: the idiot ends up in a pure state...
Le Cabaret | The vital essence of the stage, an immoderate taste for exhibition, an obscene face-to-face encounter with the audience, immersion in murky waters and delicious spit.
Pretty as a pussy that would look good as a steak! Appetite and voracity for sex representations put in all sauces.
"Please find my wife, but don't call my parents..." Driving the wrong way in search of vehicle collisions, crumpled metal sheets and regain the memory of his atoms.
A couple chained to the piano in the living room awaits the earthquake of his break-up. A couple that we make accidents out of. The earth is populated by its inconsequences.
A few veils to be lifted delicately around your person in case you wish to interfere in the secret of my shootings.
Variations of personalities, supports for improvisations, play palettes, colours and metamorphoses; beyond identities lie incarnations.
Varied identities: king by first names, warrior on a platter, poet a little every day. Black, slave anar, brown nigger. Bi, even gay when I get there.