I'm a 90's kid raised on Cult films, transgressive books, contemporary art and world music. I'm also a published writer, semi-professional musician, and current Art student. I attend the Academy of Art University in San Francisco.
Sitting there observing me A shadow among the flock Breathing in the magic scene With a vision to unlock I waited for a dream to be Unforgotten and serene But the love and lust For what I must Tantalizes me
Lucid, abusive Tongue in cheek divine Stupid, elusive Lost soul of mine A snap of orchestral fingers to summon the suave illustrator Mohawk punks and minions to smash the limp masturbator Loveless, acquiesce Arpeggio flutter ripples Convalesce, Fancy dress Breasts
Sweltering insurgencies of electric power chords Tribal reverberations of skin-stretched drum boards Rolling and filling, syncopating the noise of the tinkle toys the gutless boys enraptured in the music the anthem Of invidious phantoms. My eyes hurt inside and I