unknown unknown

Dead innocence.

The earth is scorched.
Disaster is the
empty corpses that litter the streets
and the silent structures of the city.
The desert presses in.
Dust is the dominant state of things.
It is a wasteland seen in a million movies.
Traversed in video games.
Written in a million novels and poems.
The world.is lost.
Worse.
We saw it coming.
It is a loss coloured with the torture of memory.
The loss of what it was.
The potential of what it could have been.

Our only constant now is the desert,
both within and without.

unknown uknown

Nuclear weapons are not mediocre.
I want to be a nuclear weapon.
Small and not very special to look at,
full of catastrophic potential.

I want that power.
The power to simplify this world.
A world which is now completely beyond my understanding.

unknown unknown

i have no idea what i am doing

but it seems to be turning out ok

i need a drink

perfect from now on

the possibility of an artwork
that never loses its potency
is like the possibility of an erection
that never goes down
the potency of the art echoes through eternity
the rigidity of the erection never wavers
maybe what i need is an artwork
that goes hard
that goes soft
that succeeds
that fails
over and over
over and over
and over

dick tyrant

impotent
cores
drive
things
of
tyranny

MSSR vs Christian Flynn and Brent Wilson

MSSR vs Christian Flynn and Brent Wilson