Benoît Pioulard - An Image Apart from Ourselves

As Would a Weaver

Initial B.P.

A Shade of Celadon

Under the Break Arch

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

With No Advantage

So Etched in Memory

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

Whose Palms Create

That Wounded Weathered

Is in Its Clearest Form

And Relent

The Very Edge of Its Flame

Of Everything That Rhymes

Anchor as the Muse

Why Won't You Love Me

Twisted

Юра, мы всё проебали

Indlela

Black Flag

Hallucinations

Mocha

What I Might Do

Savaş (The War)

OUT THE MUD

Да пошёл ты нахуй, ёбаный Серёга

Hayat Şaşırtır!

get him back!

Wotcha Gonna Do

When We Were Young