ULTRASTUDIO LOS ANGELES
Presents:

BUT LOVE LEFT N’ROOM FOR HYDRATION

ROXMAN GATT

ULTRASTUDIO
Secret Location
03.11.2019 – 17.11.2019
Exclusive event Sunday 3rd November
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METADOR

I carried you with my horns
When escaping metador
Your hands holding
Onto me whilst
You rode me

We just kept driving
En route, escaping
Heartbreak and sad tunes

Between your thighs
So wet with sweat
Of fear of death
Against my neck

Mother was wailing
She was punished
For failing

We rode past her
Witnessing the disaster
Not once we asked her
Wether she is in
Need of plaster.

(poem by Roxman Gatt)

Roxman Gatt (1989 Mosta, Malta)
Lives and works in London
www.roxmangatt.com