Time Is What Death Needs

In Mexico Your Wishes Have A Dream Power. When You Want To See Someone, He Turns Up.

There Are No Innocent Bystanders.

Some People Like Neat Suburbs. I Always Am Attracted To The Rundown And The Old And The Offbeat.

I Don't Have Any Politics. I Feel That As Soon As Politics Arises, Things Are Already In A Hopeless State Of Deterioration.

Look At These Poisonous Color Maps Where Flesh Trees Grow From Human Sacrifices; Listen To These Sniggering Half-heard Words Of Tenderness And Doom From Lips Spotted With Decay