The men I'm pixelating (who were once pixilating me) each turn into a little Vanitas now.
Well, that's not true. Some are still too hot to fuck up too bad.
To quote Blur's funny song, I like Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like theyre girls Who do girls like theyre boys Always should be someone you really love...
But I'm an old man so who cares.
I'm married and out of the fox hunt...I GOTS ME MY FAVORITE MOUNT...
;-)
I like to say...
"Desire, you Ouroboros, FUCK OFF!"
But I find my visual sense will always be drawn to sensuous and seductive people, and (sigh) somthing as silly as great bone structure will make me an image's slave....some of these are men and some are women...i think everyone's like that...something happened in the Cro-Magnon brain that makes us need Brangelina...
William Keckler. Poet, Narcissist, Blawger. Sad clairvoyant. Answering machine for the dead. Beep. Formerly, the Valerie Solanas of American poetry blogs. If I owe you an apology, I'm saying it right here. J'accuse la manie. Butthole Whisperer and erstwhile poacher/harvester of ivory. Out of Africa and deepest Harrisburg. Goreyphile from a very early age. Bipolar bear much baited by circus freaks. Let's watch crackheads watch RUGRATS on vintage NICKELODEON.
WHORE PIECE:
Be a whore for a year.
This means a literal whore.
Have sex only for money.
Have sex only with people you despise.
Throw all the money you earn
into the sea late at night.
Come back the next day
and see if any money washed ashore. Complain.
I wish I could say humans move me closer to God, but usually it's the Cocteau Twins. I'm crazy as a Trappist monk talk show.How come nobody ever complains that they're overrated? I have poetry horror stories. I don't hate anyone but human coat hangers get on my nerves. Cliquey sons-'a'-bitches. Son, I am disappoint. The greatest weakness of anything is that it's not something else. Disability niggah. I cannibalized a hipster and I liked it. Pray for me.
2 comments:
about yr sexuality or about yr pixelation...inquiring minds wanna know mate!
Hi Dusie!
Happy Inauguration Day!
The men I'm pixelating (who were once pixilating me) each turn into a little Vanitas now.
Well, that's not true. Some are still too hot to fuck up too bad.
To quote Blur's funny song, I like Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like theyre girls
Who do girls like theyre boys
Always should be someone you really love...
But I'm an old man so who cares.
I'm married and out of the fox hunt...I GOTS ME MY FAVORITE MOUNT...
;-)
I like to say...
"Desire, you Ouroboros, FUCK OFF!"
But I find my visual sense will always be drawn to sensuous and seductive people, and (sigh) somthing as silly as great bone structure will make me an image's slave....some of these are men and some are women...i think everyone's like that...something happened in the Cro-Magnon brain that makes us need Brangelina...
it was a sad day for neurons...
xo
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