#millykid

photography by emile.

autumna - soul storage & halo lust

pistol whip, miracle whip, cotton candy rainbow, fingers interlocked, scratching at the wrist, bruised kiss, caffeine bomb, freshly nuked dinner, star bit and rubbing alcohol, the will to give ill, fairies fucking on artificial dunes, wash off the brine, nettles and chicken grass, hollow thursday at the track, steady rocking chair, crackling speakers, feedback child, spinal confrontation, crushing the fabric, feedback dear, mirror shows trouble behind, trouble ahead.

all clear and obstructing vision no more, basking in divine light, seeping from broken caskets and through cracked lenses, shock to the aristocracy, behaviour unbecoming, sacking cities by candlelight, barbed wire breakfast, sparrows and ghetto birds, rain grinds to a halt, tree cut, river slashed, rice crackers and cotton candy, portable echoes, dragons shine on and claim dusk, come out when dawn cracks, count the flowers, organise the pebbles, twig sculptures practicing the art of survival, diving for carbon and blue smoke, tar baby, tar.

autumna - light in you

gold serpent devours a naked sky, flawed beauty trapped in the blink of an eye, stars and clouds and mirrors and smoke, he said, she said, the door left ajar, toreadors wrestling wild mice, spirits passed around in brown paper bag, moving to the flat lands, thank you for love, thank you for heartache, thank you for pang and beast, every dawn and every feast, ribbons in the wind and may flowers dwindling, the city looks pretty, the city looks quiet, from afar.

on the cusp, on the verge, on the brink, surf of day and brine of night, dusty vines and sour grapes, blue sun and golden sky, another bridge to deny, names taken in vain, signs disregarded as superstition, politics and almanacs, diabetes and influenza, stabs to the brain, cracks to lips from lingering drought.

pull the clouds apart, to see home, to see the grass grow, to see people talk on the phone, squeeze rainbow for colour, spit in the eye of chance, to watch angels dance, life and it's fleeting romance.