Miyó Vestrini

  XII (from NEXT WINTER) for Luis Camilo I get up I do not get up I hate I fuck I hit a motorcyclist with malice aforethought I surrender to the Oedipus complex I wander I carefully study the differences between dysrhythmia – psychosis – schizophrenia – neurosis – depression – syndrome – panic and I’m horny left alone in the house when everyone is asleep I buy a magazine that costs six U.S. dollars they steal my best friend’s wallet they grab me I push him I murder him I remember the umbrella of Amsterdam and the rain And…

Sean Bonney; Our Death

  Our Death 32 / (after Miyó Vestrini) I would wake up. I would hate. I would fuck. I would rarely think about Bakunin. I would walk around the town. I would think about the careful differences between anarchism, epilepsy, addiction, psychosis, the dialectic, various syndromes and panic. I would think about their rhythm. I would get slightly horny. I would refuse to leave the house. I would spend 20 euro on a bag that was barely worth 5 then consider murdering the dealer. My biggest fear is that one day I will murder someone. I like the rain. I…