Kyber Pass
Transform life into digits 0101010101 kisses an eye brow lips a foal dirty snow the pain in your heart into random numbers how does that feel to reshape a smile from digits a bone 3000 years old printing memories to plastic 3d coarse missing data the tectonic fissures of Kyber Pass 31.01.2017
Tsinandali
The chilled glass with the delicious tones of tropical flowers, straw, honey, sun, apple, melon, citrus and notes of quince, mint, ginger, grapefruit and pepper was empty. Tsinandali, 25.04.2020
Kyber Pass
Transform life into digits 0101010101 kisses an eye brow lips a foal dirty snow the pain in your heart into random numbers how does that feel to reshape a smile from digits a bone 3000 years old printing memories to plastic 3d coarse missing data the tectonic fissures of Kyber Pass 31.01.2017
Tsinandali
The chilled glass with the delicious tones of tropical flowers, straw, honey, sun, apple, melon, citrus and notes of quince, mint, ginger, grapefruit and pepper was empty. Tsinandali, 25.04.2020
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A student made of snow A soft moon with dark shaded eyes Lays in a cyber elastic negligee At the Mies chaise lounge
She asks me about the champagne picnic Near Baku Would we meet Or would we miss again
Or should she come to Dagestan Or better to Derbent Where she was chained once before To the lion beasts at the city walls
And a loud feast began And 1001 men screaming for life Chanting and beating For their dream of falling in her thighs
To taste her holy source Of joy and wild desire Like the city of New York Mirrored in a gem of fire
Tbilisi, 03.05.2020
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