sonar
(ione meraki 2025)
(ione meraki 2025)
These fingers touch - let blessings be
For feelings rough in needing she
To break the being - so seeing through
The lesser deaths from coming true
Is bullet's breath exhaled upon
The temple's entrance - trigger drawn
Is rope well knotted - tightly spun
Support the body - throat well wrung
Is poison poured in champagne glass
Is all aligned for system's crash
Or just enough - tonight be made
The same cocktail - let visions fade
In whiskey scent - should all stand still
Just two pints down - and sleeping pill
lil stag beet on a log
A.F. Vandevorst installation for Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011
“A girl sleeping in a hospital bed in her A.F. Vandevorst dress. But here, the girl as well as the mattress and pillow are made out of candle wax. Once lit, what starts as a perfect image will slowly melt and perish during the biennale.”
i don't know if im a good person. if i am an attractive person, in whatever sense of the word. i linger far too long and i cling and forever mourn something far beyond my reach and i ache far too much and i leave claw marks on my skin in the night -
i worry what i'd do to a lover nowadays. for i latch tightly and leave quietly, for i show how ugly i am only when it is ending, when it is over, and when you pry.
(ione meraki 2025)
(ione meraki 2025)