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ribbed for pleasure?
Jul. 15th, 2003 09:01 amare we impoverished by our genitals?
do we tally our lives softly in our minds with one for saintliness two for honesty minus three for hunger and dozens for disaster? every color I long for reminds me of flags and nationhood and penises; each flavor, each sweet i consume bites back. I am pulverized and covered in smoking holes, hurled asteroidal truths burned through the atmosphere and broke me on the ground.
Who knows desolations like I do? Sacrilege sacrilege! No poisons taste better than the one I invent, my dark little lab-corner, my pregnant musings, my richly spiced larder of lies and half lies and mysterious desires.
Cover me, the stars are coming out.
do we tally our lives softly in our minds with one for saintliness two for honesty minus three for hunger and dozens for disaster? every color I long for reminds me of flags and nationhood and penises; each flavor, each sweet i consume bites back. I am pulverized and covered in smoking holes, hurled asteroidal truths burned through the atmosphere and broke me on the ground.
Who knows desolations like I do? Sacrilege sacrilege! No poisons taste better than the one I invent, my dark little lab-corner, my pregnant musings, my richly spiced larder of lies and half lies and mysterious desires.
Cover me, the stars are coming out.