Blink
Thought
sitting eating hot dogs on the back porch, with soft processed buns and sandaled feet. our feet are touching, our hair is wet and full of pool scent, we drip vanilla ice cream.
REGRET
I WAS THINKING ABOUT BOATS AND FLOATING AWAY ON ONE, I JUMPED WHEN OUR LEGS TOUCHED, FALLING OF THE PAGE, FALLING THROUGH THE LINES.
ISOLATION VS. SOLITUDE
mope around the beach from day to day, the moon is a plate with rice and salmon.
“My playhouse is underneath our house, & I hear people telling each other secrets.�
her left heel is wrinkled like a raisin like a pickle or a finger that has been soaked in water for many hours
“THOUGHTS ARE THE SHADOWS OF OUR FEELINGSALWAYS DARKER, EMPTIER,SIMPLER.” - Nietzche
Listen to the radio and mumble along. And after a long day by the lake we come home with sand in the crevices of our bodies. If only the house was empty.
“I BELIEVE THAT ALMOST ALL OUR SADNESSES ARE MOMENTS OF TENSION THAT WE FIND PARALYZING BECAUSE WE NO LONGER HEAR OUR SUPRISED FEELINGS LIVING”
I’D LIKE TO TOUCH YOUR ELBOW TO MY ELBOW.
ANTICIPATION: “IN DRAWING, THE TRACE ALWAYS PROCEEDS IN THE NIGHT: IT ALWAYS ESCAPES THE FIELD OF VISION”
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FLEAS INTEREST ME SO MUCH THAT I LET THEM BITE ME FOR HOURS THEY ARE PERFECT, ANCIENT, SANSKRIT, MACHINES THAT ADMIT NO APPEAL. THEY DO NOT BITE TO EAT THEY BITE ONLY TO JUMP; THEY ARE THE DANCERS OF THE CELESTIAL SPHERE; DELICATE ACROBATS IN THE SOFTEST AND MOST PROFOUND CIRCUS; LET THEM GALLOP ON MY SKIN, DIVULGE THEIR EMOTIONS, AMUSE THEMSELVES WITH MY BLOOD, BUT SOMEONE SHOULD INTRODUCE THEM TO ME. I WANT TO KNOW THEM CLOSELY, I WANT TO KNOW WHAT TO RELY ON. -NERUDA
CHOCOLATE MOOSE. IT IS SITTING IN THE FRIDGE. DID YOU KNOW THAT?
”THE BEAUTIFUL, ACCORDING TO EDMUND BURKE, IS WHAT IS WELL FORMED AND AESTHETICALLY PLEASING, WHEREAS THE SUBLIME IS WHAT HAS THE POWER TO COMPEL AND DESTROY US.”
The kitchen window that looked out to the sea, holding it in my fingers along with tangled hairs of seaweed.
AMPLIFIED
eyebrows, curving like seaclifffs and the water rushes in.
THE END