the skull, the feet, the palms of her hands

 

the desert spreads without mercy in every direction

A NATION OF ASSHOLES 

this will inevitably become the story of your life

 

and i was dreaming about your death

CYBERWIT 

when you left, i had nothing to write about but myself

 

main street fever dream

 

[come out, and live with a religious community in a beautiful place out in the country]