the second of a two-part series...
something about his touch is unforgettable... and there's nothing i miss more in the world.
"A tribute to false memories
Is it fashion or disease?
Remains a mouth to feed
Sell the rights
To your blight
And you'll eat
Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
See the vintage robot wearied
Then awakened by revision theories
Every famine virtual
...and i must add to this picture, never forget, unrequited love is still love, no matter what.
don't forget it.
model/photographer/piercer is me.