untitled father machine
My first onscreen death was a horse.
And my second, a horse.
If my scene is empty
I’m not poor.
Imagery is form’s broken comb.
Children
in the dark
their hair
My first onscreen death was a horse.
And my second, a horse.
If my scene is empty
I’m not poor.
Imagery is form’s broken comb.
Children
in the dark
their hair

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