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deviant conveniences (Free verse) by J.B. Manning

We had unprotected sex Knowing you’re infected Your cum-fungus blistered my flesh On contact Memories of you resonate in my mind Like water on windows Certainty fades like Daylight and looking back is easy…fore-site blinding Love is addictive and I’m broken I want to Tie your pubic hair in knots and hang you on your contemplation Every time You say goodbye.

zodiac 5-May-04/9:04 AM
Read further in your Derrida. There is no physical to speak of, only language, so worrying about "the physical" makes no damn sense. You might as well just call language-constructs the physical and go on from there, which will at least get you through your seventy-odd years on Earth. Saying "there is some 'real' physical which can't be matched to anyone's language-physical" is a crap way to go about things. My language says there's a thing called "gravity" which causes objects to "fall" towards an object of greater "mass". However artificial and arbitrary that is, it at least gives me some idea which direction I'll go if I take a running leap off a cliff.




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