Friday, August 31, 2012

I Spit on my Desires







“I Resist my Wants when I want you; I Spit on my Desires when I Desire you, because Desire gets itself into, gets itself all over fucking Everything; like that unwelcome Dawn, breaking on your Face, like a Rotten Egg.”


-Boris Izsus , 1985



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Thursday, August 30, 2012

The Map is Not, but the City Built











“It is this Stress, of being Outside your Terrain: where each Step is met with an “Ouch…” or “Ow…” as such, Begins the Wintering of us over There; for: One lives through the Denial of a continually required Suppression”

-Boris Izsus 1980





Going to Wash










"I Washed my Hands; I Washed my Face; I Washed whatever I could find, even if, it wasn’t Mine."

-Boris Izsus 1982


The Rampant Possibilities that Begin to Rise







“And how then, to get Rid of the Memory of *this that Barrels up out of the Distance of your Face? It is Night, in the City, again it is the City, that without an Iota of doubt, I must Bury, or Smother, or at the very least: Conceal; shoving it up your Ass, or shoving it under our Bed.  So, I Dug very deep in the Earth, when I was up North in Wisconsin, alone, in a Field, whose Corn was just Harvested for Fall; and in Digging, the deeper I went, the more I realized, that I could not, that I would not let anyone know what I was set to put in the Ground; for: all the more Ignorant, all the more Wiser, or so I think; and when I was done Digging, I Shoved it, I Shoved it all, right into the Earth, and I proceeded to fill the Hole, the Earth, once again; and without knowing *this, I knew that *this was Forever, the City again, or the Distance of your Face; and the Rampant possibilities that began to Rise within me: those of Vulgarity, of Violence, and even those of a little Bit of Tenderness, so fucking Delighted me so.  And so now, you Know.”

-Boris Izsus, 1978



To Prove *this, Stupidly




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To Precede a Vacancy; to Provoke an Abundancy; to Erupt an Excessive Gravity of Adoration; to Prove it Stupidly; And so Violently so, that in the End, I shall be Obliged to Leave your Side”

-Boris Izsus  1998