Category: texts

Adventures in colour and sound, or a history of failures, or a monopoly of suck, or we’re all in this together until.

1. Hello mutilator hello to the streets the beautiful lark strung each rope sapped for sorrows divert comets & control the waves to the opening of each valley…

Houdini yet again addresses the crowd once more, minutes before his unforeseen death.

No news from Lulu Pearly knuckles Preppy buckles Dusty shuckles The star under each eye from the centre of the universe to the centre of the universe thoughts…