Sex
By Rhio9 (Rhio Hirsch)
1 Sep 2009
She dressed like a man with a white face smooth and hard. Hair slick as black shoe polish. Eyes dead, tear stains on the bed. Nothing true. Everything permitted. Sky was gray. She was pale. More I got to know her, more I didn't know if I liked her better as man or woman.
Watched her stagger down the street. Come to my dirty space of forbidden fruit.
I put gypsies in my arms. Sometimes missed the vein but it was still worth it.
I slept on subways. Bought tickets for the long and fast. Got sick from a cold wind. Fell asleep. Woke up in the holy place of cosmic consciousness dressed like a man with a white face smooth and hard. Hair slick as black shoe polish.
3 responses
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Richard Seah gave props (1 Sep 2009):
Excellent distortions. And great title to attract viewers, ha ha!
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Alejandro González gave props (1 Sep 2009):
wow !!!! love your fhotos al fo them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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jen bellefleur gave props (2 Sep 2009):
i'm reminded of stephen elliott's book, happy baby. a crushing vulnerable cruelty to it all.
