Dopameme

Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?
Before a face suddenly numinous,
her eyes watered, knees melted. Did she lactate
again, milk brought down by a girl’s kiss?
It’s documented torrents are unloosed
by such events as recently produced
not the wish, but the need, to consume, in us,
one pint of Maalox, one of Kaopectate.
My eyes and groin are permanently swollen,
I’m alternatingly brilliant and witless
—and sleepless: bed is just a swamp to roll in.
Although I’d cream my jeans touching your breast,
sweetheart, it isn’t lust; it’s all the rest
of what I want with you that scares me shitless.

wwnorton:

The part that we avoided was not the heart
but what we called the pouch, for it still swelled
or seemed to and there was plenty of horror cutting
into what made the music or at least
the agency you might call it, and more than one of us
retched and as you know, that can become

wonderful-strange:

Space Escapade, Les Baxter, 1958.

wonderful-strange:

Space Escapade, Les Baxter, 1958.

laura-aurora:

Queen of symmetry!

laura-aurora:

Queen of symmetry!

feru-leru:

growing old together (dreams of pangea) xv. by delilahjoneslove on Flickr.
Every American wants MORE MORE of the world and why not, you only live once. But the mistake made in America is persons accumulate more more dead matter, machinery, possessions & rugs & fact information at the expense of what really counts as more: feeling, good feeling, sex feeling, tenderness feeling, mutual feeling. You own twice as much rug if you’re twice as aware of the rug.
Allen Ginsberg (via biscodeja-vu)

Bald deaf Pat brought quite flat pad ink.
Pat set with ink pen quite flat pad.
Pat took plate dish knife fork. Pat went.

James Joyce, Ulysses

PAT PAT they call him Pat.
PAT SAT Pat sat on hat.
PAT CAT Pat sat on cat.
PAT BAT Pat sat on bat.
NO PAT NO Don’t sit on that.

Dr Seuss, Hop on Pop

vindictiverot:

Judson Huss - The Lotus Eater