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Tied up to posts Blindfold so can't feel maintainance Kickback art thou that thick? Death of the dimwits Businessman hits train Businessman hits train His veiled sex seeps through his management sloth The journey takes one hour And its a hexen hour Hexen school Hexen cursed Hexen bowl boils Hexen rule Explain the mood harm The DDR scene Alpine pullovers Alpine give over You can clutch at my toes You will drive me insane You know nothing about it It's not your domain Don't confuse yourself with someone who has something to say Cause its a hexen rain Hexen fodder Hexen cursed Hexen bowl boils Hexen rule explain the mood harm
Artist & Illustrator:
Polina Smokepaint
“Sketch, dark5.”
Drawing + Digital
(Source: facebook.com, via eiruvsq)
Digital Artist & Illustrator:
Mika Sofie Hallor (aka) Earl Foolish
“Fylgja”
(Source: cargocollective.com, via eiruvsq)
MAHK E SMITH, you are the tragic poet, the rimbaud, the frank o'hara of post-punk and that’s why you are still so beloved
this is me, recently. the haircut is misleading as it has since been updated
i feel as though i should post more poetry on here, as i have been making a concerted effort to write more often,, and it’s not that i think my poetry is all that great, but art thieves scare me. i also feel like it’d be harder to track down something written. hard to explain. there are people i would not mind showing the inner workings of my weary mind, but the whole internet is not a person. i’m all for self-promotion, and i suck at it, but it is important as an artist to do it tactfully and even rigorously. “i’m a humble person,” i could tell myself,“i don’t need any compliments or anything (though i do hope it would make people happy to look at my art or to read my poetry.” in my experience (pertaining to which, by the way, i know nothing of art school, though i’ve been doing art as often as could, then as often as i felt)
i’m really stoned and where the fuck was i going with that
i will leave you with a quote by Jean Cocteau:
LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,“
"LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
“LOVE DOES NOT EXIST, ONLY PROOFS OF LOVE,”
