, , ,

when I fall at the feet

of a movie screen, but not one playing

films, one that

swings at a club, where

men of all types come to

seduce persian women who have the

favour of the empire.


“Lets imagine gengis khan, but

two hundred years from

now, when russian gas has

evaporated and

the savages wander in from

the east.”


A daughter of

a belgian banker

takes off her top

at the edge of

the black sea.  a camera

stops itself

out of respect.