SHE SLEEPS SO VIOLENTLY The ink crunches underfoot. I had no way of knowing the weight in waiting for elysian blinds. Uncalloused hands pull at sallowed branches and grip, and grip, and grip the potent tyranny. And drip, and drip, and drip \down the bland and lacking drink \down through train-lines and \down unpalatable veins. [...]

AQUARIUM +++ “Er ruft spielt süßer den Tod der Tod ist ein Meister aus Deutschland er ruft streicht dunkler die Geigen dann steigt ihr als Rauch in die Luft dann habt ihr ein Grab in den Wolken da liegt man nicht eng” / “He shouts play death more sweetly this Death is a master from [...]

FALSIFICATION OF REGISTERED DOCUMENTS what glorious scars slide cross side wallkings queen the shouldertops and mountain tops our curvatures insinuating the death community harpoons and spears acquiescent tears tears in two whose palmprints shining shine so brightly bitter spritely blithely burning our glorious scars our curvatures.

(In order of appearance : the bands I want to see) Raconteurs The National Animal Collective Múm Stars Battles Aesop Rock Diplo Jens Lekman Vampire Weekend Dan Deacon Architecture in Helsinki Professor Murder Rogue Wave Kraftwerk Hot Chip Cold War Kids Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks DeVotchKa Islands St. Vincent Akron/Family SebastiAn Kavinsky New Young [...]

You know it’s a good night when you come home with brownie mix on your t-shirt.

LOVE SONG FOR AN ABANDONED FACTORY The abandoned factory exhales smoke and dust into my waiting open eyes. My hands remain at my sides. If I was frightened before I did not let it show. I walked into her door. I touched her machinery and did not wipe the oil from my fingertips. If I [...]

( Read Part 1 here ) A magnificent green forest bordered the exterior walls of the City, so vast that no one could say with real accuracy what dwelt inside her darkest places. The King of the City regularly hunted in the Shallows, where the sun pierced the thin canopy, where deer with tender flanks [...]

The Witch and the Beggar-king Elder was a simple boy. He occupied himself simply, with pebbles and rocks, sticks and twigs; he played at river-side, or on the streets, completely unaffected by the goings-on of the world around him. He did not know the depth of his need because he did not know what it [...]