the online sadoo
family – #5
It’s Your Mommy - kali que lipzo
http://itsyourmommy.blogspot.ca/2016/07/its-your-mommy.html
It’s Your Mommy - kali que lipzo
http://itsyourmommy.blogspot.ca/2016/07/its-your-mommy.html
I carried a dead child wrapped in ribbons along the river between my mother's place of birth and my father's place of birth. That child was me.
I took refuge in the woods, streams,
fields with animals to escape the nuisance of humans. I went through green
places, blue places, white places, indeterminate places where only nature in
its indifference is present. I watered those places with my cum, my blood and
my shit.
I am a negentropivore. I have gone to
the end of poetry as to the end of myself, where the only light is the light of
bowels. Repay the island of the dead. This ruderal mise en abîme in the field
of the immeasurable defeat of art in front of reality.
I absorb the world, I'm reshaped by
the duende of words.
sadoo next - art obio
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