Mephista among the Surrealists
Claudie sweetens your tea with little packets of malice while you entertain on the harmonica. Bellmer the marionettist imagines you shaped by his lathe, continues to cathect. Minor poets sentence you to death. If I’d been there, baby, I’d trade my hips for your brain while the spoons rose up against the pans. Laud- enaumed […]