abandonedbuildings

Listen, we got every escape hatch blocked. The centre of our orbit is some kind of cynical massacre, some kind of prolapse, thats all of you...

what we liked were transmissions, taglines, phonemes - technique R2I. procedure 129. repeat. purge. it began with the laughter of idiots and...

All they knew was that they had to shriek against that elemental violence and yet they did not emit a sound Crude beginnings could be erecte...

mostly they have explained your world they invented colours for the vowels - (u) glyphs & harm. understood simply as in (e) simply / pub...

mayday. the alphabet was a system of blackmail complacent, would skate on our regulated senses “sister, I hear the thunder of new wings” som...

4.30 a.m. the story of one of my idiocies - this is all so far away - two distant bangs & a high pitched noise - the colours of the vowe...

hell. we are pleased how your city got bombed - it was like, sleeping etc it is what we like / to spin gently & with guns / these are ou...