About Me

As I move and I slither I’m a ball of mass of this that and whatever chooses to attack

These things I see, they become me and in transformation I can’t look back

I’m a moving node through which detritus flows and saturated I barf art

The city spirit, you can always hear it resounding, reconnecting as it falls apart

Feed me hunger, enrage my senses, I’m a happy buddha machine that dispenses