It is universal capacity Primordial creativity.

she would ignore she would sniff she would kill she would forget

The repetition did not drain my sound however: it converted it to something gradually more familiar: from a song to a foil: to a membrane of my own.

The feeling that your time Is dwindling

Some times when I watch the dancefloor I try to tell whether if those that dance are happier than those that talk

Dance Capsule #4

But when happiness is an Event that

Dance Capsule 03

92i Veyron

MODULE#08 [A STATE OF FLUX]

Spaces are dancefloors waiting for the drop in order to exist.

notes on ?-based language

souvenir (words)

Dance Capsule 02

a surface skin with a soft outer tissue.

ENTKUNSTUNG III Preface

Radicalism itself may not be revolutionary anymore, but gratuitous.
 As sex in television.


Maze

Words to be looked at

Perineal Visitor (Poem)