ARP – THE WORKS OF ARIEL RIVEROS PAVEZ
Field theory of the senses. autotheory: noumenology of psychosis, chronesthesia as pre-diagnostic association prose, poetry
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Spirit of Stairs
Staring and still as a postin this red brick apartment block Wit is never delayedit bakes to stewed revenge usually a petty morselcooked to perfect hot excess and the ghosts you wishare famished I think the better of itwhen I… Continue reading
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Raw Thread of (s)ilk – Ariel Riveros Pavez and Artxell Knaphni
Viceroy Ariel Riveros Pavez2 hrs · The literature of exhaustion has exhausted like a good exhaustion should Like · Comment · Share Artxell Knaphni Bar the ease with which it would or couldUnlike · Reply · 2 · 49 mins… Continue reading
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No Moon
I’ve had to come indoorsbecause the full moonis hungry the fool moon is hungryand wants to eatmy choked heart to eat my choked hearthfor its grey artistrylike sacred feasts grey artery like scared featsto gorge on the vainand drink from a… Continue reading
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Couleur Cafe
Enculeur a cafe, eterno cahuja eternelle modulaire, puriste et puritaineputaine L’amour sans philosopherC’est comme le caféTrès vite passéMais que veux-tu que j’y fasseOn en a marre de caféEt c’est terminé those who arrived armed with theologynow come company with privilege… Continue reading
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Death Alone
A march of one not knowing when the heart takes last shot and shock lone to the loss of all swarms your universal love impersonal in the end no special serenade the quiet of few words and no-one the fair weather… Continue reading
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The Inner West
Newtown – the peak of the bell curve I can wail about rentals and the lawyers who came to stay the artists who have left and woe tidings to 21st century gentry. Clambering out of the money pit Predictions and… Continue reading
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Nominalised This
This this, this very thisthe this that’s this thissed not like the thisthat is but a thisthat is thusly thisfulthisly so. Continue reading
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Raining
Drops hesitate onto the cement like someone entering an unfamiliar house soon enough the rain gets comfortable with the surroundings and sits itself it even accepts tea and biscuits. The rain is staying the weekend a visitor for gardens and… Continue reading
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Well: Autumn
I know by now, here you have sought love elsewhere and wish for nothing more than my dissipation to make listen those who you call. I wrought fish from the ferrous sea to make keys, to reclude and those bones… Continue reading
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