1st February 2019 The night in kindness yawned and gave way to blue sky Leaving but a piece of itself, shaped like a bird. The crow on your roof
15th July 2018 Oh mild mannered commuters, miscreants Of the rush hours: own it. Oh you door Pushers, cut-throat seat grabbers Commuters
24th March 2018 Ventilated data farms for naive electro-sheep is what's in store. Not me, no more. A.I Rain
25th June 2017 Those who die young won't Melt in the rain but bring a million queer Hearts to their grave who die young
28th May 2017 Bodies immaculate for the cyber Punks of yonder; the great ejaculate Consumed the rebel base. Cyber punks of yonder
20th January 2017 Les besoins effervescents de la nuit d'adolescent, coincé dans le lit parental, dans l'HLM paumé de la cité qui brûle Demain dans la rue
28th May 2017 C'est une histoire qui commence, je crois, en 1985, en France, dans une citée mal nommée, un truc du genre 'Belleville' ou 'Saint Joyeux' La mobilette et l'âne gris
