Tag Archives: The Factory

Haunt

Make me an offer, they shoot pretty girls, don’t they? Leave haunting to me. Advertisements

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Edie

Too many small hours pimped out to wraiths on parade– Heart, in real time, breaks.

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Stripped

Splitting images, resurrection on a loop– Stripping for heaven.

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Edie

Factory recall, Warhol’s “It-Girl” gone unclaimed– Fame’s cursory tag.

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Factory Maiden

Recursively spooling the It-Girl’s Factorymade cool fast fade from the pinwheel galaxy of stars & soupcans– Mmmm mmmm good, for a hot fixed minute during the candyrigged reign of Warhol the Ain’t– Is you is or is you not Aint’s … Continue reading

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