Text: Xiu Xiu Larsen. The Tale Of Brother Cakes And Sugar Dust.

oh i seen a dust on her face
sugar
the tale of the brother cakes
dark light

votive residing untold
glittering
a number beat into the wall
wound pest

unpredictable the waxing machine
the buzzer
interrupting and enhancing
rapture

Isabelle in step and with us
chocolate
our version of the holy grail