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I saw a bear falling through a tidal wave.
The ball fell through the hoop very dark and heavy.
Like plankton in a whales filters.
How is such a great hairy thing supposed to fall through there,
into the criss-cross of the sea,
"I'll take all the twig like frame work down with me", said the bear.

"The whole ocean will collapse inside me.
It will never come out.
If you poke me, I'll quieten.
But if you question me, I'll tumble".

Different Voices

You're not

my brother


.

Afternoon Illusion

Tuesday at one. I woke up wild.

What scares me when i'm like that, is the flashes of their faces.

It's a face that hangs, I can see the anticipation of eternity, and the infinite complexities of misfortune that hangs within a short flash and then the feeling that stays for so much longer. I writhe on my bed and try and shake it out of my legs. I believe it's what they call a nervous twitch.

It haunts me.

god help us for the future, everyone

tilted

the house lay in it's frame. TV crusted in mighty slabs of chipped ice. We tried to watch something about animals, but the misty sheets and crystals made it hard to see what was going on. Cigarettes and cans lay congealed in themselves. Once dropped, they would slide across into the corner, the heavier side of the room, and construct themselves in a fabricated hunk of frost. This was also where group of people stood near, and hysterically tried conversation with us. No use, we were fixated on other things. Curtains of the Artics favorite son hung from shelves. Crackle crackle clock hand churning through the next number in a rough diamond coat. Comfortable aesthetics that took us away from the world. We will stay here, just for a while.
And they were cold.
They were always cold.


Naturally.

Mexicans

kleine Finger von Babies an einen Tuerrahmen genagelt und mit Sekundenkleber befestigt, waehrend eine Katze unter Wasser gehalten wird

Babies little fingers nailed to a door frame and held on with super glue while a cat is held underwater

small fingers of babies to a door frame one nails and one fastens with second adhesive, one holds waehrend a cat under water

kleine Finger der Babys genagelt auf einen Türrahmen und mit Superkleber an gehalten, während eine Katze gehaltener Underwater ist

Must prepare the basket.

i need nature back, i need healthy muscles to build and hunt and leave everything behind. The only thing that stops it is the kind of love which idolises you and in return makes you idol. How can I explain, that the emotion of your loss is as selfish as my solitude. What can drive me? I can puctuate, I can fucking puctuate like a mad man without a pen. Consitency and variety. Intelect, spiritual finding, sharing of happiness, and independent strength. There is no such thing as power, only self-effciancy.

Burn your cars, and then love the lonely driver.