Anonymous: i want to visit your studio with a thermos of earl grey and a bouquet for your desk. we will discus the arrogance of modernism and the role of institution in contemporary art. when we bore of that i will kiss you on the neck and we will fall asleep together slumped against the white walls. then i will leave and the day will only be marked by the dying flowers, several scuff marks and the memory of how our lips tasted together.
In your / my dreams