Where the past does not exist, what overlooks uninhabited, memory, death, is an acceptance of inconsistent sincerity: it comes to reshaping the decline, to decorate the discomfort with marginal expression.
 
Coffin of a robot
The shell of the immense metropolis, now cooled, turns into a large field of candles, exposing the bright positivism and the electric presumption in which everything but the North Star seems liquid.
Spray Fairy Tale
Here are imaginary numbers, plots of huge letters and arabesques on capitals of daisies, children who chew strange butts and Mayan gods, encyclicals and sung on junk and origami tanks, names behind concrete fences.
Prayer
Human faces
This dark carnival assaults ports of the imaginationless city, comes to model the decline and his infamous land, to decorate the discomfort, a death of thought, with the expressiveness of a terse nightmare, breathless on the edge of a flame in which light and darkness join together.
Mapping the Void
Signs
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