Così e Così, Vincent Ferrari The sum of many lives I'll take the shape of the movement in you The ghost writer will take the pen & never write the denouement Every song an echo of Parrot, Pauper, Prince From Kram Ran's Idiot Prince to The Little Prince The lamplighter lights the way Every night there is a torch bearer but soon comes day The flame is distinguished, a cruel joke - Morrow' the street is cast by a different flame Criss-Cross Cross the paradox of Christian love You have to lose everything to gain anything But when the pattern is abandonment The man of many moments becomes everlasting And the woman of the moment is always changing I L U over URL IRL it's someone else Still your naked jpg.'s on my hard drive extend to my hand stroke Flipping the bird to ownership - take what's not yours Flip it, we exist what we create Bearing birth till #NOEXIST

The toad's burp burst by the sparkle's fist From a sparkling pond or dirty reservoir Always a cleansing kiss makes believe a sweet prince To believe there's always a new saviour relief Boi, Grl, only to relive weightless seeds, sunken treasures The home free face challenging decree That fishes must adapt to the space of their sea And growth is the burden of a heavy treasure chest Let the knife shed blood, swallow the blood But blood turn black, baby went back Shit is shit, fuck that shit Let go the treasure you've gained - Emerge, spit and ascend ~The worthy weight of a heavy heart Is the worthy release of a weightless man To meet the maker sing her song: Fall, fall, like a heavy anchor Stab, stab, like knife play straight up The chain remains linked Pull and release, unsheathed Let fly, fly the sharpest blade ~ Die like mute swans swamped in the sea Or dawning new knives till never again Made a million loves by loving just one And building bombs on top of it Set to zero from the start Live like always, always ignite Never numb but blown the last time Her body/breath change but I'm still the same Digging in, never cashing out Ride the same wind but moving along Sucking deep, the motions always deep I'll ride the same wind strong - Cut deep right in and out of it all ~The worthy weight of a heavy heart Is the worthy release of a weightless man To meet the maker sing her song: Fall, fall, like a heavy anchor Stab, stab, like knife play straight up The chain remains linked Pull and release, unsheathed Let fly, fly the sharpest blade ~

Friends, let's hold it together, together Grl, letting go of together, alone U, let's create something new, however

Black hole love E.T.C.C. Define it and you destroy it It's not the bullet that kills you - it's the hole No, it's the bullet that stays lodged Let the world burn through your bullets holes Or bullets tied to hot air balloons - sail away with it! Whatever u got to do - Presently filling in the colour of the stars left blank When in the sky there are no stars, By ones foot there is no ground to stand: floating When life realized an illusion Nothing was ever a commotion And when our bodies be we can be nobody Because nobody can embody our steady study Like forever fireworks Like polish on petty pebbles - make coins We can sublimate, enter the black hole love Let Temporary Opalescent Death play again Or a song to remind the acceptance of suicide Facing the failings of reality: ...Winston & spouse, Ms Ess Daws Comes pacing of progress - make surfacing To walk upon stars to wish upon Filling in the colour of the stars left blank Enter the black hole love

Bullet blade pierced, everything to lose Lodged in the head, lodged in the heart The day has come, large... and lodged The day has come to see what life is gained by losing it all The sun rise like charcoal, resting Build me a landscape to draw me a lodger Build me a landscape to draw me a whale larger than our portrait Nuclear marine ego, exist - I'm proud of you ego Nuclear marine ego, assist - It was all for you No Exist Black hole love

Your first is falling out Not the same Come at you and they'll say: "Hope for a ball & chain" Hope there's a ball & chain Someone say _________________________ is so good ___so good

Driving grandpa car to St. Norbert With my hands tied behind my back Our love like Christian sentimentality Made out of distraction but come together Like the Red and Assiniboine Fucking at the forks your pussy wetter than the red Caught my bone but you brought back home Chose the H.U.S. wedding band over U - When love came first First knot tied to hold you back First edge skipped - you'll never know Believing in nothing, partly believing in us But we can never go far enough Like the ring on your finger we'll come round again Baby we'll go again, let's go again When we empty & need to fill again You know I'll come back used up again - Cuz I can't resist - No, fuck it Cease and desist Need the white noise of painted whales Mermaids are a part of this world Like Marina Abramović on the pedestal - you'll never be Our affair like christian sentimentality Dull knives, we served the occult Possessive over your fat lips Selling souls for curiosity's sake, and Never for the sake to just make it ~ Lured by the pearl Fucking like a grenade Keep you pinned Pull the pin & we'll explode Keep me in Lured by the pearl Push it in, keep it pinned No regrets when it comes to finished Keep me in

Through the web of waves surfing On the promises written on water It was the 9th tweet till I didn't delete And reached the fantasy of violets holding tight Despite overbearing black - Utopia boi met grl And day to day traded roles Played out love an experience Where judgement is obliterated All these ideals written wavered And self-preservation let free it's stranglehold Lose myself in you, being you No I.R.L., no body Floating or surfing Away, or into you Through the videos of youtube surfing On the affections sent by hyperlinks J. Cole, Beyonce - it was the 177 Fuck till I didn't escape - And reached the reality of love's distorting illusion Despite overbearing possession Boi let grl be, day to day New roles created D.T.B. Played out love however Grl forever, B.F.F. For love no matter Let free the stranglehold Lose myself in you, being you No I.R.L., no body Floating or surfing Away, or into you Floating or surfing no stranglehold to hold me down Though my back is broke & my heart is ate out. J'ai (suis) de la peine - mangled men, many lives The waves crash in & finally a farewell to arms.

Login, creating an entire world of nothingness 1 entity at a time purveyor in enlightened self-destruction The sickness unto death, respect Soren. In death we becoming - know we die a little everyday. But every day we come 2 life: adding slates. I'm already taking my victory lap, though I'm just getting started - hustlin' - in No Exist I exist in the black hole love. There ain't ever gonna be a wrap, cuz self is the end of history, but we just taking shape. Let go of conceived wholeness, the balanced citizen, the made-man: new tab; we exist what we creating. The patterns of abandonment, patterns of no exist - the garden of forking paths: know it backward. Retrace 7-3-2 C.T.E C.T.E. Self exist from self exit, like live twitter feed U already r who u r, u r whatever u r And it's becoming, oh baby you're so becoming Forget the gimmicks & concepts - you're so becoming (what is an anti-orgasmic existential moment? peer gynt with no next move, the stranger in The Stranger, a lull between fog horns) Self exit to no exist is not enough, it's never enough, but to have faith in it. DIY by dfault, DIY by choice, or DIY by a series of unfortunate events. Così e Così Ltd. brought to you by my doppelgänger who cut a hole into his chest, crawled inside - and came out my mouth. i slit it's veins and bleached it's draining blood till it turned yellow. daddy cut my hands off a century ago & said "hunt & gather berries now" / mommy cut my fingers off & said "tweet 2 ur friendz now sad boi" saint sex, gender saint. sitting in at human extinction dinner parties. blunt codes & abstract truths, losing a grip on this vanishing formation process make something that even you can't make preserving septimus / he speaks through the static of phone calls and rap radio death by metadata / dreams of pre-crime & pre-arrest. puff the magic ego, dredging upward from waves of rusting butterfly wings and well sheared clouds sounds of bearded folk musicians "fuelled by cigars & whiskey" exhibit next door to: Off the Beaten Path: Violence, Women and Art ‪@wag sound of dead birds flying / falling into the sea Bring the demons with you / so no demons get on you, and crush on toward the obiliterated steak in bed / red dress dreams and ring when Marina reaches for Ulay / and on the line there is nothing but the tone of a dying phone. waiting up, illustrating gender personality stereotypes through various FB DM's. sleeping with dead bugs / but dreaming of metamorphosing into you thinking of all the vain & beautiful roses / sadly, possibly being eaten by sheep my address is where the owls perch i slowly let your swamp sway in / your romeo in milkweeds in my dreams there is hope in recognizing reality and what will my next meaningful failure be? ad: is destruction right for you? choose a life today You don't have to be (the rest of them) accusations of self-indulgence from the self-ennobled self-righteous appropriating pro-active words of activists for indulgent destruction and the bacchanal / getting to the point spelling out love one misunderstanding at a time, and trying again jogging. speed bumps as substance on the road to death #SelfExit2014 she want him to play hard 2 get / 2 get hard she know the game / got him so bad got nothing (there is no embodiment in abandonment) Oops as consequential earth-shattering moments Mistakes making the world go round since B.C. Your nihilism is vibrant baby True love waits or true love creates, a creation that can & will wait no matter it's determined fate Starting a new world that doesn't exist on google maps... discouraging the capacity for illusion and it's claims of virtue / tho our reality is manifested by our imagination eminent emptiness / salable nothingness my security are stuffed animals Have you heard of Vincent Ferrari No Exist, No IRL Being you, being you black hole love thinking about guns, italians, pugs, pink sparkles, twist-tie wrists, st. norbert, sips of scotch, and birthday cake violently blowing up it's okay to feel like a man, but man up to the history it entails making new lives one death at a time be nobody / be yourself black out / white out / yellow out feeling yourself as someone else / tasting yourself being someone else if it was truly an exchange it would never stop reappearance in disappearance Body full of leaves / Have you heard of Vincent Ferrari Body full of leaves / Have you heard of Vincent Ferrari Body full of leaves / Have you heard of Vincent Ferrari Body full of leaves / Have you heard of Vincent Ferrari