a presence inspired by the production of perpetual passion. or perhaps vice versa. processual prose for the preservation of captivating moments. memory must exist to exist. i capture moments to make it so.
"claudelean are you awake?" always. "if you could have one wish what would it be?" for an instant to forget my body.
with a mind of material, i attempt to write out what is within. it helps me forget my body to make matter.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The Light Shouldn't Keep You
I, especially, was waiting to be touched; wanted to enjoy the hand, not his who I loved, but the man I hadn’t, not yet.
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