GRIMES; A SPY IN THE HOUSE OF LOVE
Who is that girl? And all the rest…
as is love
Private jets and castles built in her name and her palm and her forehead reads like any biosphere’s reality. An unsocial her, is calling for a symbiotic “we”. Friends she finds in the horizon, in foreign tongues and familiar utterances stars come alive by her fire.
Surpassing the man’s world by a million miles is not easy or safe in any culture. Yet they dance and sweat to her revolution! So welcome to sustainable capitalism; a chance of a chance that we know for sure will not strangle us in the dead of night. Here we have a free girl, a women, also there is another one who is hanging out by this fire.
A stateless state, when you want money, when you want fame, and you let me go!