‘Real genius means pushing the boundaries between death and art’ Inspired by: bukharinwasmyfavouritebolshevik Six ways to kill yourself in art (26th June 2008, 2.29pm, 27th June, 9.09am)
Receiver (26th June 2008, 12.34pm) Your eyes, fragile blue, wilting over a frozen smile, lips locked in anger, unable to alter. You can’t, quite, bring yourself to move,
Ex-stranged (26th June 2008, 10.30am) As I look at you, I cannot imagine doing those things we used to behind closed doors; the urge is gone to rid you of your clothes
Drawn Like Knives (25th June 2008, 11.05am) Your innocence shaded in pencil by artistry greater than mine. I suppose I am pen and ink, just a series of stark little lines: blunt.