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In the loneliness of the airports
I exhale I am
Privileged My revulsion
is a privilege
Screened by a wall
Barbed wire prison
I don't want to eat drink breathe love a woman a man a child an animal anymore. I don't want to die anymore. I don't want to kill anymore.

I break open my sealed-off flesh. I want to live in my veins, in the marrow of my bones, in the labyrinth of my skull. I withdraw into my intestines. I take refuge in my shit, my blood. Somewhere bodies are being broken, so that I can live in my shit. Somewhere bodies are being carved open, so that I can be alone with my blood. My thoughts are wounds in my brain. My brain is a wound. I want to be a machine. Arms to grasp legs to walk no pain no thoughts.

'The Hamletmachine' [1979]

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MOVING FASHION

oh jump kate jump

FLASH

come as you were

SLEEP

you're teasing me

COMPULSIVE VIEWING: THE FILMS OF GUY BOURDIN

unexpected

TRANSFORMER

were you bored?

SITTINGS: THIRTY MEN

pure zen

KILLED

that's the spirit!

TOKYO STYLE CLASH

future is not what it used to be

TRANSMISSIONS

like in the good ol' days

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