[! +h!nk u n33d 2 !n73k+ - barefoot]
<4f+r br0uz3r *kr4zh*> br!gh+ + tu!nk1!ng nn, i love your links, because as with all worthwhile decisions, they either lead to beautiful new truths, or death. re:g4rdz,
nn +r4nzm!+z:
FREE REAL-TIME
http://www.freedemo.org/free/real/time
http://www.freedemo.org/free/real/time
http://www.freedemo.org/free/real/time
juzt ur kl!k
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"language is a skin: i rub my language against the other. it is as if i had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. my language trembles with desire. the emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is "i desire you," and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, i enwrap the other in my words, i caress, brush against, talk up this contact, i extend myself to make the commentary to which i submit the relation endure."
"i have no skin (except for caresses)."
do you remember the lake, we spoke of the flayed skin the beauty of the exposed nerves and muscles
i love the thought of fingers at the end of my words whether poetry where all five might reach out and tweak shy organs or love letters