-digicamography, photoshop-

2am. waves of melancholia. dark and silent all around. tv on mute.

i listen to the sinusoidal waveform hum of the electromagnetic ballast. i watch the semi-random ‘beat effect’ of the light’s stroboscopic hypnosis. i notice the almost inaudible tinkling of hundreds of bug carapace on the surface of the fluoroscent lamp.

the sound of disintegration. the smell of vaporised bug juice and charred insect shells.

swarm. attraction. crash. electrocution. annihilation.

-massive attack: butterfly caught-

  1. It felt like a genuine life of a pseudo-gothika.

    • .gothikt.
    • October 23rd, 2007

    yes. it’s either that or a free mind at 2am in the morning is a dangerous thing. or maybe i just need my supplies of little white pills again. or powder. or crystals. or alcohol. lol.

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