
Commenting on daily minutiae, he delivers a series of prophetic statements: “Wipe your arse, fill the car … fuck your wife, love your child … don’t be tired … live[s] on dust and free porn” in one of the more absorbing, Nietzsche-esque sonnets of 2013…
Commenting on daily minutiae, he delivers a series of prophetic statements: “Wipe your arse, fill the car … fuck your wife, love your child … don’t be tired … live[s] on dust and free porn” in one of the more absorbing, Nietzsche-esque sonnets of 2013…
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