Like Moths To Light

In our never-ending search for unblemished virginity, we became addicted to shininess.
Our carb-craving brains surrender to hard candy gloss, making anything look delicious.

 

 

You can’t polish a turd was wrong…
Well guess what?
You actually can!

 

 

I render a slick, spotless, and unachievable future that will never exist.
I take your primal screams, wrap them, and sell them back to you.

 

 

Only dust *.*.
scratches =- >/
static ++ –
sticky fingers %&#
and oily ears
can burst our dream of slippery desire�.

 

 

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jeff koons should be mentioned right around here /// he didn’t inspire this though
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Years from now the photoshop aesthetic will be recognized as our times Renaissance.
Where we made a turn into superficial perfection.