Category: destroyed

Dystopus VIII.

Far from home.

‘Dystopus VII.’

Apologies about absence.

‘Dystopus VI.’

There are more people like me.

‘Dystopus V.’

A friend I didn’t get to know well.

‘Dystopus IV.’

Intensive care whorehouse.

‘Dystopus III.’


‘Dystopus II.′

Morbid glow.


A monument to vacuity.


Or aviaries.


Where time has come to a halt, New Year eschews