Marina Lotar

So present that I become obsessive, a nightmare that slowly destroys me in those who suffer.

also unleash pleasure, libidinal. I'm falling into a bottomless pit, a black well,.

It's awful, this is madness, yes I feel so present, so master of my poor mind.

Sick, it's like an octopus flapping its ********s into a macabre.

Dance, a dance that creates images of that man over and over again and again.