Feed The StarviNg HedoNist....
Published January 30, 2005
bY < vOya >
"Love has to be reinveNted." - RIMBAUD
> > >
Somebody sent this to me today....
How strange it is....
I just can't talk to you about sex.
And I have no clue why....
no clue why.
I mean, it's what this is all about isn't it?
In the end I mean....
I talk and you never get bored....
MMM....
I remember....
Sex.
I know.....
FOCUS....
Trust me....
I just don't know what to say.
( laughing )
Seriously I don't!
MMM....
Sex....
( siLence )
and theN....
( whispeRing )
I perversify it.....
that's what I do.
And I sink myself right in there....
inside that headspace....
Such unpaLatabLe truths...
I'm here, there, living concurrent lives.
Two distinct acting outs....
I realize that....
I'm so damn conscious of it that it makes less sense to me....
You know....
all of this....
the rope chains leather siLk....
The sLut's desire....
the need for indecency....
( siLence )
I don't know what to do about any of this....
> > >
MMM....
I'm neon-ghost white....
pretty drunKen sLut-girls
stagger close behiNd me....
and I thinK onLy of you....
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- Feed The StarviNg HedoNist....
- Published: January 30, 2005
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- Filed Under: Books: Original Fiction, Books: Poetry
- Writer: vOyA
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Points deducted for bad poetry.
Extra points added for including a link to *Maldoror.
*I'm currently writing a sequel.
F+ ... you do too many drugs, yoya.
If I had a band, I'd record a song called "Perversify" using these words as lyrics. I think it'd be hilarious.
I'll have my agent contact you.
That is all.
I believe this is stream-of-consciousness dialogue, not poetry, and I find it quite accomplished
Whatever you call it, it was not as beautiful as the chance meeting on a dissecting-table of a sewing-machine and an umbrella!
perhaps not, but this is an original, contemporary blog post, and as such rather startlingly evocative



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