men stare into the past with lust, holding up the bones of dead women as the epitome of grace and sensuality
women dream of long gone ashes and wish to be the same
death becomes us
well and what more can we expect
when it’s a bombshell our minds embrace?
This goes with Bombshell Epitath, a digital painting that is also uploaded here. If and when it ever goes into a book, properly, it will be with that picture .. probably a grayscale version, but definitely that picture.