“name two people who could match each other’s freak”
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“name two people who could match each other’s freak”
Disaster Alert System Tokyo, Japan
shiver in the synth-notes chirping in the beams of light from between the blinds; animal calls. umpteenth floor or have we reached the ceiling? umpteenth floor or have stairs failed us when the elevator is out (so what do we do?) carpet running covering all the segments of the floor, no matter how bitter gripping splinters staples have a stigma of wishing for a sequel - some friends some smiles and the cuckoo we need to keep reminding, "you are within the corners of all this, but all these corners can't be chewed upon..." alas whatever birds may be written about will always treat our stupid species with respect sitting at my (their) coffee-cup-stained desk, cracking fingers in anticipation of eerie words dancing down the wobbly corridors of paper trains until midnight in the city of the slumbering fools. animal scratches. my scabs will not heal, my lungs are black bags full of coal i carry with me to the writer's-block valley of my old mattress. animal skin. i am dead long before my body is. i snore into an empty room stinky with cigarette smoke and lavender candles i found at a yard sale for 3 dollars each. you know the end is never near, no matter how much the tattered-rag streetwalkers yell into their cut-up coffee-cup megaphones. animal bruises. animal us. (i already said that. phew.)
Listening for approaching aircraft in Army anti-aircraft maneuvers
(Carl Mydans. 1939)
[id: a wikipedia article heading reading "impact on society"]
this is from a page on megaphones
Headphones: Is it hot in here or is it just me?
Omega: It's you.
Headphones: What?
Omega: What?
i love when artists just make a full album of covers, i’d do that