Sunday, June 29, 2014

Ether Elegies For Justin Allen Liebe ~ Semper Absurda!

* chromogenic print

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
- Hunter S. Thompson

Take this deafening thunder down
Take this bread and take this wine
Your passing is not what we mourn
But the world you left behind
Well, do not breathe, nor make a sound
And behold your mighty work
That towers over the uncaring ground
Of a lesser, darker world
- Nick Cave

Sunday, June 1, 2014


voices dripping through the dark. pulled up slowly from the ground to be drunk and spilled. muddying the path.
sighing through the cracks of subconscious windowseals.
calling softly in dreaming streets.
the echo of wishes coming from inside the well.
crossed fingers for curses and cures.
even vampires have to knock on wood.
nothing stays out if the door never shuts.