Plans For A Wooden Hamper

not run. Do not try to catch me.
The body is the last thing removed.
If you could touch it, would you touch the shadow
left in its wake,
an empty shadow and now,
from the beginning of flight,
headless.

Image: Homo sapiens sapiens (2005)
Video-Installation, Pipilotti Rist.

Genital Warts Urethra Opening

PICK UP MY LEG BED HANGS

unless I put the bed of the vegetation that could easily devour
. Soil

let me go to the static mating butterflies, circles
to insect sad lost.
grass growth is very slow pendulum.
The whole earth is the only acceptable
terrarium.
I have not learned to distinguish the realms.
will respect your right to fear.
Your impatience, your own hypnosis.
leave the bed hanging from my foot out of the river
.
Who dares to say that again.

Who can tell how much I expected tonight.




Image: Homo sapiens sapiens (2005) Video-installation
, Pipilotti Rist.

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HANGS ON MY LEG OUR CHILDREN BED

That
foot lick me makes me float.
Rim is to wash, to paint, is to stop running
thought.
to learn not to think.
My leg hanging from the bed as a
homeless.
A branch after the storm.
An object
amount by which your infinite tenderness.
My foot wants to touch the water.
know you're coming, do not need makeup
for bait.
My leg hanging from the bed
as a letter. Delivered

plant my foot,
my dog, my lake,
close the envelope. Calm down my heart
tremendous clean my skin

of error invariable words.




Image: Homo sapiens sapiens (2005)
Video-installation, Pipilotti Rist.

Flutter Upper Abdomin

Our children are our children.
'll wash your feet, cut her hair.
We will tell stories to invoke sleep.
moved away the beasts of the forest.
seek toys schools and umbrellas.
fight fever by their beds. The
will show you the sea.
abjure the rope and shadow domain.
Or not.
breathing will grow our decay. Subjects
our tables of the law. Eating
the hand of the executioner,
of business for the calculation, the tiger tamer.
ventriloquist dolls, laying hens, roosters
tainted capital.
Or drink a mixture
unconscious to be, if they can discern;
be a poison and wind stirred.
What other options are our children, whatever form
their homes, if no letter
Paris,
if Paris does not exist and can not raise them?



Pictured: Ellen De Generes and Portia de Rossi. Spouses.

Free Letters To Penthouse Stories

The heart is deceitful above all

things.

saw your middle, your neck, your shadows

China.

and watered them.

and fed them

hopes.

heart works

urged its necessity. Performed

and sunk, kisses her hand

impassive

it sank.

not see the train coming,

not aware that there is no train

to go up.

The heart does not have dignity.

Pictured: Asia Argento.