Alone or accompanied
A: Farewell | An excerpt from The Puritans will sum up what I would like to say today in other words to my team, if I could find the energy.
When the control room consoles us | I'm simply testifying to those moments when we find refuge in the technical department when the tensions are too great elsewhere.
I only create the sadistic setting of a sort of 'for Hate' party, so that I can play, sing and dance quietly in my corner.
Opening of the Journal of the Creation of Attraction Fates at the Generator | "I have never loved anything about an individual other than their potential to perform."
Poetry of micro betrayal, invisible to the eye, but so strongly felt that it takes years to express its substance, to draw its outlines.
How to pay yourself back? My cytoplasm is pumped more than I am fertilized. I am given a drink; I water the Narcissus and receive "Encore!
Between denial and rewards, the ordinary little fascism of parental education could be seen in the expressions on my father's face.
Refusal: the tunnel to be dug to freedom. No forgiveness for guilt in the face of the other's benevolent threat camouflaged as solicitude.
Alone beneath you | Like water damage oozing from my ceiling, the wet hair of your pussy disgusts in oblong beads on my flattened forehead.
