It was cold that night....

It is always the way of the venom...

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Then it was this and then it was that this looked at that and kissed ... just like that

THIS SAID to THAT “You have BEAUTIFUL EYES” Upon hearing his words THAT shut them tight THIS wondered why this happened and wept silently for the rest of the day

this opened his eyes that blinked twice this winked once that was puzzled.....

So many if’s So many why’s So many maybe’s So many whether’s So many well’s So many I’s So many statements So many conclusions So many inferences So many assumptions So much analysis? So much thinking?

this gave her eyes to that that gave his out to this their worlds were now different

Sculpting an Alphabet The following drawings were created for an exhibition called The Spherical Book, which I presented along with @hansikhouse, @voronoi, and @arete as the first project by our design

a confessed to b that c was torn between d and e even though f was but a figment of g’s imagination conjured up by h’s intolerable lust for i’s silken skin that had been devoured by j long before k met

masking life to mask the profile that masks the person that masks the body that masks the blood that masks the tissue that masks the bones that masks our life

The butcher was determined to complete his task without any interruptions. Little voices kept ringing in his ears. Lost lyrics of songs and poems from times past. Words, Words, words. Damn words. Everywhere,

Good Night Sleep Tight Awaken in a Fright My adorable Cenobyte