little bourgeois

 

She wears a crucifix and believes the moon can turn a yellow cloud into the outline of a fist- the city is full of the dead, the dying, and the bored. She tells me sunset is the wrong side of the tracks- I tell her I want to be baptized, buried, and forgotten by the end of this lost weekend.

Sep 16
“…precisely because the universe in which we live is somehow a universe of dead conventions and artificiality, the only authentic real experience must be some extremely violent, shattering experience. And this we experience as a sense that now we are back in real life.” – Slavoj Zizek
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