03.05.25
Would you eat your friends?
& Die Ideale unserer Zeit
a bile-green door jammed shut
another door opens onto
the Amazon bot Ménière's disease
—feminized & confined
I’m someone else’s goal-directed behaviour
& the villainous pink vials self corrupt
what you feel here is actually
Ludwig von Bertalanffy
& costs nothing to protect
papier-mâché houses
downtrodden with office heels,
a certain autonomy
in the elbow-room topiary gardens
the post-financial crash millennial precarity,
the solitude spaces jerry-rigged
into mini arenas of production
the wastes of metropolitan
association gates chambers
it leaves me cold like blue halos
undersound-zoning
the Gamsonites vortex
the techno psychedelic free will
beyond a British vocaloid
you crave the hook
to scoop the target rubato-effect
