Mike Zone

Shimmer

The ecstasy of space

Robots on acid

Fuck me space-boy, 

FUCK ME!

Bloody virgin on a bed of cosmic dust, we can plan an interplanetary genocide or start a religion

But maybe it’s all the same

in outer-space

The ecstasy of space

Robots on acid

Eating peyote

The perennial singularity

Phallus slammed in a closet door, waterlogged in microwave painting with sound- can we break the brain of god this unknown source of which we feed upon its corpse

My mind is glowing

Vulva shaped spaceship performing terrifying miracles of light as darkness eats stars, wanton nebula jettisoned in birth reverse swirling fabric of being and time

The ecstasy of space

Robots on acid

Astronauts in love

A carnal quasar pumping frenzy

Nameless

Recordless

no real living beings here

there are no cages but boundaries

without pasts an  ever uncertain present and veiled future

dire transformation

distracted bv skin and sin

the divine motive looking for that spark in primary colored space-jockeys

switching sex organs, eyes and limbs

lies, fate, false memories

The ecstasy of space

Ocean of the void

Robots on acid

The singularity will be fragmented and unrecognizable