Always left minty fresh death
-breath lodged in my chest, dry
heaves bursting in laughs and screams
the hush on this island is
growing in the tissue of
my lungs, sinking waterlogged
mist fogged, atmospheric dis-
charged, lightning clamped between
coils of god-brain, wind-raked and
mute-- waiting low, echoing
the silence of the growing
night, curbed to the edge of the stars,
lowing, in this human bath
I can feel the pulse
of countless anonymous
grassroots, curling in on
their dry seeds, leaving the
hollow breeze to germinate
saturated kernel of
soul, unknown
god is just a word
Current Residence: In Wisconsin, of all places. Favourite genre of music: That kind of music that I like. Electropop and rock are good to listen to. Operating System: Whatever works. I use Windows XP. Skin of choice: Human, preferably. Favourite cartoon character: Ed from Cowboy Bebop.
Favourite Visual Artist
Salvadore Dali, without a doubt. But many artists are astounding.
Alex man! How are you doing? I haven't talked to you in forevers yo. Hope you had a great Christmas and a great new year! We should hang out sometime if you're ever free!