Countess of Filth

resurrection...

To the left are the Doves, to the right are the Bats

Let's kneel down, bow our heads this is the ceremony... Our love was over for your gluttony Your tears are so disgusting As i strangle the light from you
Cherry

G

I am on my way to visit Paul the carpenter, previously Paul the mental health worker, and before that, Paul the volunteer at a Fijian NGO.

Lost

i dreamed she was mine i was touching her hand kissing her like wine we share a certain bond she freed me outside my tortured soul she let me see that i am not a fool

The Crow that said WOW Part 2

Oh hell, not again thought the Crow.

Imperfect Tents

This is mine for nostalgia camp
Cherry

i'm not dreaming

This text is a dance piece to premiere in 2008.

morphic resonance

This is a text about inner fears.

the heavy atoms

the perpetual motion machine the game of chance the problem with the stabilizers the distances we are incapable of perceiving the spaces we can never hope to measure

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