Saturday, December 29, 2012

25 FOOTNOTES TO A BRIEF HISTORY OF HOW I APPLED YOUR TRESSES




(1) A Lovely Sunday Morning spent Sitting on your Face (-en) Face

(2) This Doubles as an Oppression that I’ll Judge as Being: “Too fucking Monumental to even Begin to End”

(3) Aye, to Begin: This would All Serve a Greater Purpose if it were to Eat the Phrase: “Oh, but that would just Never fucking Happen”

(4) Ah-Ha, So I Began with the Declaration: “By Ours in Fault…

(5) Yet the Struggle was to Wedge oneself Within, where one could still get a Foot over the Throat of a Narrative

(6) Anyway:-----------àIF You can’t See through those Dilated Eyes, you Might as well, use Mine

(7) Here, Perhaps this is a Question worth Asking: Is this the Search for an Endless (yet Circular) Description, or is it One Endless Description of the Day we Laid on my Roof, in July, Beneath the Sun, sucking on some Pops~?

(8) Oh, it was Always the Lure of Being Enveloped

(9) In Order to Rev the Engine of Force and to Starve the Process that was My Body, Flogging Back

(10) For every Conditional Statement, there Corresponds, an Anus

(11) The Most Grounding: the Taste of your Nipples

(12) In that Moment, I was thrown, quite literally, Back into the Wall which was the Exact Opposite Direction of where I had Sought to Move. 

(13) Thus, this is just to Say: “Don’t Worry, Baby-Girl, in the Blast Forward, I’ll Envelop your Ass…”

(14) I Always had the Reputation for the One that Came Last

(15) If I Must Accuse Myself, it is of Committing Continual Desires

(16) Being an Oppressive Person, Izsus always knew that one must either Use the Body to Introduce Mere (-ily) an Intruder’s Words, an Intruder’s Desires “As it Were…” OR one must Use it, Instead, in Place of a Silence, a Blackness, a Blindness Itself, to Introduce, or in other words, to “Tear Apart” some Submissive Subtlety in the Spectator that Emerges to Confesses: “In Life, it was but the Incessant Need for Speed and Revision…”

(17) And it was that Desire for Certainties that Made me Think: “Motherfucker, I’m off my Mark…”

(18) I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:--------àYour Ass” (I Said) || I Typed:

(19) Until I Achieved that Point where I Typed: “Which was Mine all Along in fucking Grace...”

(20) In Other Words:----------à“I Apples your Tresses in Trees and thought That…”