Photograph with a Quote from Yazoo: Deep in Each Other’s Dream
Christ is my sex object, therefore I am
not an ethical problem. I lead him to the meadows.
Like a little shepherd, I force him to graze.
rinse ourselves under the tree? And when
we stretch out on the earth and watch the sky,
for winter? Will we peel potatoes? Will
we make soldiers out of molten lead? Are we
Will we bite the horsetail? Watch Mount Nanos.
We’ll hide in the moss, under sheets of glass.
take care of the explosion? What do you mean exactly?
The white milk traveling through the veins
falling into your flesh. I made you twitch
and tied you up. We crucified you.