sexta-feira, março 08, 2013

Morning at the MoMA, sketch #3

And still after centuries of death and night and mistress muses still we look endlessly for the perfect piece the unattainable one the erection vomit inducing master piece that shall make us masturbate and bleed from our eyes the mutilated harmony of the perfect dismembered woman body with her flawless coma inducing breasts and their heavenly tasting nipples staring at you within the frame of blood showering from the canvas where once her arms were before the mutilated reality came at you and left you no chance to cope no mechanism to absorb the unavoidable truth that you mayest make love to this painting and you shall die in it in eternal gut destroying love making puke inducing orgasm spraying bliss.

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