foto John Dunbar
“It was a pleasure to burn.
It was a special pleasure to see things
eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his
fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the
world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of
some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning
to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history."
“In past wars only homes burnt, but this time
Don't be surprised if even loneliness ignites.
In past wars only bodies burnt, but this time
Don't be surprised if even shadows ignite.”
“We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out,
just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house
down with us trapped, locked in it.”
The Milk Train Doesn't Stop Here Anymore