SUMMER SHOWER self-portraits by Walt Cessna

Summer showers, sloppy rain, no discussion, too much pain. I sift thru the ruins, of a thing we once called love, trapped without any reason, our aspirations held above. And I prayed for your redemption, from the hell in which you rot, my regeneration a salvation, from the bloody battles I wrought. So I wash myself clean, never getting any less dirty, no more pure and hardly worthy.

FERRIN photographed by Walt Cessna NYC 10

BLOODY windows, BROKEN doors, SELFISH lovers, STUPID whores...
























Bloody windows, broken doors
Selfish lovers, stupid whores
Desperate actions, need for more
Self destruction, dead to to the core
Licking the wounds, semi stoned
Defeating the purpose, muffled moans
Creating chaos, my heart is loaned
from someone evil, bad to the bone
NYC 10