#chamber20

Elderly sexuality. (Silly hook) Terrified as I once was, as others are… I hate you, Vague Question Mark. (?) The First Family gets right down. (‘O4 campaign, GWB)

You’re stupid/perfect feature: (Pay attention, this is important) Auschwitz, presenting the enlightenment a deathblow. (A fragment)

Living Arrangements. (A reference to something you won’t be aware of) Observations of you are prescient, (Fancy) Falling down, passion me. Self-pleasure me. (Please) Grasp my hard concept and bite my hugs.

Ontological Arguments. (Hobby of mine) Please pretend, Vague Question Mark. (?) It’s not as though you’re happy. Separate. Noble. Silent. We toil insufficiently apart.

Sexuality Workshop. (Bringing it all together)

     My projects are an effort to justify my longings, of which are few, but classic. I refuse romantic imperialism, a poisonous fantasy, because it saves no one. I’m clearly intent on waiting, perhaps out of apathy. I could achieve, but ruin you/ruin me. 

     George Busch Jr. has no use for psychobabble about his persona. “If you’re the president, you don’t have time to figure out who you are.” I learn from him that it may do us all some good, being the President of the United States. So, maybe, we should write less poetry and perhaps live more memories.   Persecution Cases. (Writing more poetry after the above statement.) I’ll film you/produce a film about you. Both. (My work is more concise that way)

It’ll start with us smoking on the front stoop.      No, when you talked about quitting.      No, when you kissed me twice.      No, when we slept together. (Innocently)

Deforming Reality. (Why art is better)

     There is a high demand for stories in romance. This seems to be the consensus: When faced with animosity, fighting for love creates a flawless bond. The couple works hard to earn the right to love each other, and is rewarded with “happily ever after.” Fighting a purple dragon is one thing, but arguing over macaroni and cheese is another challenge altogether. A challenge Aurora and Philip may not have survived.    

Having one of those random you moments. Stuff. Talking. Jason Lee. Strangely paused. You exert soft power over me.

I can’t appreciate many of you the way I’d like. As a stimulus package, you fail. But as a reminder… hopefully you understand, that I begin craving perfection in your wake. I work out more and watch what I eat.

FIN

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