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Lindsay Mills, the acrobat girlfriend of NSA whistleblower Edward Snowden, strikes poses for a photoshoot in Hawaii: photo by Luis Silos III Photography/Splash, via The Guardian 12 June 2013
"I can't be bothered with any more Shinto"
The pole dancer who might have
been shimmying up the wrong pole
tidying that unruly yard in Paradise
with E the fleeing whistleblower
now he's gone and the spooks are chasing smoke
now she's lost at sea, assailed off Waikiki
by nixies, the right place to go viral
at the wrong time too late now
to look back, Mutate, little sister,
Mermaid of a million lost seahorses
errant knights clothed in the memory
of a forever compromised privacy,
or die. Seeing the past through a clouded
glass E
Prism, cloudy, cloudy. Sun with a chance
of red rain
the flaw in the mechanism is the mechanism
itself. Here, take all my personal
information, baby. I've no use for it any more
Never much enjoyed having any of it
and there'll be no need for it where I'm going
They've got all the data anybody could ever want
hard-wired in anyhow
so let's shed these old identities
lose ourselves on an uncharted westerly
stop the world and melt with a figment
in some other universe we'll never meet again
go anonymous to the end of time
and untie the knot
before the photo-op blows over
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kind: photo diptych by Marie Wintzer, 27 April 2013
sore, sore, sore - splenetic
bitter, bitter, bitter - caustic
sour, sour, sour - raw
blister, blain, pimple - tumor
ulcer, blue, scratch - kind
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A news bulletin on a Hong Kong train shows Edward Snowden, the US intelligence analyst who revealed the NSA's massive surveillance dragnet: photo by Bobby Yip/Reuters via The Guardian, 13 June 2013
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A picture of Edward Snowden is displayed on the front page of a newspaper in Hong Kong on Wednesday: photo by Kin Cheung/AP via The Guardian, 12 June 2013
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expired: photo by Marie Wintzer, 27 April 2013
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The pole dancer who might have
been shimmying up the wrong pole
tidying that unruly yard in Paradise
with E the fleeing whistleblower
now he's gone and the spooks are chasing smoke
now she's lost at sea, assailed off Waikiki
by nixies, the right place to go viral
at the wrong time too late now
to look back, Mutate, little sister,
Mermaid of a million lost seahorses
errant knights clothed in the memory
of a forever compromised privacy,
or die. Seeing the past through a clouded
glass E
Prism, cloudy, cloudy. Sun with a chance
of red rain
the flaw in the mechanism is the mechanism
itself. Here, take all my personal
information, baby. I've no use for it any more
Never much enjoyed having any of it
and there'll be no need for it where I'm going
They've got all the data anybody could ever want
hard-wired in anyhow
so let's shed these old identities
lose ourselves on an uncharted westerly
stop the world and melt with a figment
in some other universe we'll never meet again
go anonymous to the end of time
and untie the knot
before the photo-op blows over
kind: photo diptych by Marie Wintzer, 27 April 2013
sore, sore, sore - splenetic
bitter, bitter, bitter - caustic
sour, sour, sour - raw
blister, blain, pimple - tumor
ulcer, blue, scratch - kind
A news bulletin on a Hong Kong train shows Edward Snowden, the US intelligence analyst who revealed the NSA's massive surveillance dragnet: photo by Bobby Yip/Reuters via The Guardian, 13 June 2013
A picture of Edward Snowden is displayed on the front page of a newspaper in Hong Kong on Wednesday: photo by Kin Cheung/AP via The Guardian, 12 June 2013
expired: photo by Marie Wintzer, 27 April 2013
exhale.
terminated by passage of time
(for someone who is very fond of red and who is in possession of an entire team of unfinished reds)
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And when the hour of his departure drew near: photo by Marie Wintzer, 23 October 2011
terminated by passage of time
(for someone who is very fond of red and who is in possession of an entire team of unfinished reds)
And when the hour of his departure drew near: photo by Marie Wintzer, 23 October 2011
"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you..."
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(Holga toy camera - texture)
"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you..."
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(Holga toy camera - texture)
kind: photo diptych by Marie Wintzer, 27 April 2013