A NARCISSIST'S WAKE





all the moments tumbled
transposed composition

we  are  where  we  were  where  we  are

all the other ills
looks like winter in june

it  is  as  it  was  as  it  is

makes the whole thing
every morsel, every explosion





ONE:

tidy tidy tidy 

neat neat neat

pitter pitter patter

baby feat











TWO:

shallow 
no concept of value

a palette
that can't distinguish
from shit

exploitive
breaks everything






All images by Francois Henri Galland