Hpv In The Throat 2010

It was the collapse of Babel to spark my shock

hovering over axis without foundation

my mirror is twisted in search of a muse to pursue

effort continuous flow cold sweats

and a slow death in the bones.

Never would have thought that the fall could ultimately causing cravings,

Finally, I want to see his face on the wall

wrapped in quotation marks such a mass

a church no longer the messiah,

"cursed mirror avoids thinking in the dark"


pictures by Joel Peter Witkin