I will take sixteen ounces of Rejuvenation Gel, cool please, and the light Cellular Matting compound in peach. I will be using it on my face, of course, so I will need Safe Stop for the nostrils and eyes. Last … Continue reading Forever Young Inc.
To not only be beautiful but to change faces. To let the metaphysics of emotion become our style. “Don’t be superficial” the angel says but the Devil asks a more pertinent question: “Why not?” Why can’t I recreate my expression to my desire? Whether it is the stride of my sex or the knuckles of a clenched fist. The eyes have power. Do we submit ourselves to nature for a truth that has no feeling? Is there falseness in a shaved head, shaved bone, a tattooed smile False locks and false breast? Let these things be tender gestures. A remembrance … Continue reading Cosmetic Transformation and the Will of Vanity
Fat Hot Runnels of Butter in Crevices of Pastry Dough Chocolate as Soft as Boiling Earth With Sugar Diamonds Fields of of this Crushed Ice Bread Like Flesh Everything is High Whipped Tiny Air Pockets Just the Right Spring on … Continue reading Eating
An evolved monkey go-go dancer boogies to my spoken word piece about my misspent youth. Continue reading I was a Plump Angry Stripper Redux
A video for a poem about conformity. Gross! Continue reading Cannibal’s Carnival
A mini video for the spoken word piece “Plastic” Continue reading Plastic
Have I mentioned that I hated my childhood? I do like contemplating the false sentimentality and reveling in the pure misery that is youth. Continue reading Dregs