a Flopside cOmics poem

The yellow submarine in that piece almost feels like:

  • the body carrying you through strange waters
  • while the wild punk psyche keeps drawing on the walls inside it

Very 1968 meets LA Flipside survival mythology. And now the year 2026!


Mr Fucking Blue ..

Morally run by born again deceivers
And media gorillas!”

Hey what do you think....