I can not listen to you. I can not listen to your voice. It’s as though I’d drunk a bottle of anise and fallen asleep wrapped in a quilt of roses. It pulls me along – and I know I’m drowning – but I go on down.
– Federico García Lorca – Blood Wedding
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QbsS59llPAM
Clairity – Don’t Panic
Ph : Robin Isely

the sea is a morgue …
these things float in blood that has no name …
waits beneath the triangle
formed by Mercury, an evening star
the fifth planet with its blistering sore …
the black moon shines on a lake
white as a hand in the dark …
the boy, the beast and the butterfly
in the wink of an eye
one planet with a glittering womb
this beautiful tunnel, a seed, a flight.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=A5tcP-g5Qo4
Patti Smith – Tarkovsky (The Second Stop Is Jupiter)
Ph : Robin Isely