Jeff Jones
Cullin coire
7 x 10 inches
2010
Gale Antokal, photographs from We Are So Lightly Here
i’m rusted
dust in this
musty smelling
death encrusted
earth inhabited
by frustration
and morally
defunct sensations
seeking an early
hibernation by
way of liquid
libations enslaving
generation after
generation after
generationfuck
i’m thirsty
i don’t remember dates,
or certain times,
the year anniversaries of
love, or life.
i am no history book.
i remember feelings and grit,
lust and air,
the way our lungs inhaled the
sticky sweet.
but i don’t remember you,
and i am no history book.
Perfect Storm - Tomer Hanuka
