Monday, November 14, 2005

Mysore Mallige Suicide

Derryl

Cronenberg, Cronenberg, Cronenberg

Because of you I see two figures embracing after a few screens, showers with China ink. Clothing, lines and wet shirts. Kissing to contrapicado. Plano

short, focus blur, mouth with tangled hair at the foot sliding. As I teach how to wear tires, coagulant is my nose that knows shoe. A Gorilla boots.

Schism Tool remember, vein / clot from whom the little homunculus, the communication of those who are alone in the cabin of the Marx. All idealization, but the veins marked as steel cables will be precious.



- Derryl ... I've drilled a hole in the front ... tell me about it ...

- Too much pressure.

- Pressure?

- Yes. The ge ... I had to leave ... out. Too much pressure.

- wanted to get something out of your head?

- Yes.

- what, Derryl? Tell me, please.

- People.

- Ge ... voices you hear?

- No. People. Faces, legs and arms and everything else. People.


scanners. Michael Ironside



McKean Gaiman and McKean. Produced by Jim Henson. The debut here?

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