He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud.
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19 Thursday Jan 2017
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He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud.
18 Wednesday Jan 2017
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fruit left uneaten
pulpy slices juice-curled hair
burden of wanting
18 Wednesday Jan 2017
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The tiles were so cold — You wanted torment,
like how god-dogs do it. Your muscles clenchedunder your jeans. You’ve walked around, hellbent
that none of your friends would notice the drenchedlittle patch, the buzz of your discipline
implemented deep between your cheeks. Youpeel down your jeans like you peel skin
down bone, down muscle. At each corkscrewtwist lick squeeze the silicon hammer’s head
spreads you wider. We two lay on the floorof your mom’s bathroom — The acid hitting
just then. “Yeah, leck it. Me clit is blood-red.Me arse — O! ahm a god! ahm a doog! Mooar!”
Torment, you had called it. Your toes, curling.
18 Wednesday Jan 2017
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TASTE
Full of the mystery of taste.
Reckless with my mouth.Throbbing fruit
fresh. My mouthon your skin. A light kiss
with the touchof the tongue.
Suck yourfruit; with a grip,
howling, and hairpulling. Strange
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GOSTO
Plena do gosto da mistério.
Afoita com minha boca.Latejando de fruta
fresca. Minha bocana teu pele. Um leve beijo
com o toqueda língua.
Chupo teufruto; com um aperto,
um urro, e puxãode cabelo. Fruto
estranho.
18 Wednesday Jan 2017
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desire: words, fire.
I’ll show you how the hills burn
if we both survive
17 Tuesday Jan 2017
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dark night of the sou, desire and death, La morte et Eros, negative ecstasy, no mind, poetic philosophy, quote unquote
These poems are in the tradition “negative ecstasy,” a philosophy that the poet is nothing more than a void: in order to create, the poet requires a willing release of the ego and self, which in turn allows the poet’s void to be filled with the verse. It is similar to what the Buddhists call “no mind,” a method used so that works, ideas and even lives that once appeared as imperfect or failures were, by their very nature, simply unfinished acts. The process was comparable to what Keats described as “being in uncertainties … without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.” It was this viewpoint, inquiring into the metaphysics of “failure,” that brought forth the ability to contemplate the two key themes of these poems: “La morte et Eros” – desire and death and their contrasting forces.
17 Tuesday Jan 2017
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I saw in his hand a long spear of gold, and at the iron’s point there seemed to be a little fire. He appeared to me to be thrusting it at times and to pierce my very entrails; when he drew it out, he seemed to draw them out also, and to leave me all on fire with a great love of God. The pain was so great, that it made me moan; and yet so surpassing was the sweetness of this excessive pain, that I could not wish to be rid of it.
16 Monday Jan 2017
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To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.
15 Sunday Jan 2017
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In the dark times will there also be singing? Yes, there will also be singing about the dark times.
12 Thursday Jan 2017
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Be good, love. I’m with you, no matter what.