Joseph     '97
        NR: 3 
     Title: "THE FALL OF SENSE"
                   (unique item)
    Author: Joseph
  Tehnique: Plumbago
Dimensions: 31 x 41cm
"Dragging my naked soul 
Over her scarlet skin,
Burning inside with devouring flames,
I kiss her brest with cold lip...
I lick the quiet tears on her face
With unholy tonque...
Fucking deep inside,
Right between,
Throwing my rotten seed all over the flesh
I open my blindness to breeth for a moment:
I'm tired and raped MARY stands quiet
Starring at vacuum from upside
With crystalline eyes
Smiling in her sexy corpse,
Lost in hate of millienal fucking...
...I fall asleep...

       Dark echoes from beneath
       Spit out their funeral rythms...
       A soul is getting tired 
       And it's going to be burried
       Under the sense..."


                             Joseph
 "Dark echoes from beneath
 Spit out their funeral rythms...
 A soul is getting tired
 And it's going to be burried
 Under the sense..."