This boat here
asleep or a close quiet thing
scoured or scourged
the imprint of hands or of branches
of a night spent in the forest
again
We set discreet fires
they follow us tight but invisible
and damp them all
with heavy boots
(our feet are bare)
"Why do you let him touch you?"
your finger traces
the words in your brother's phrase book
as I look over your shoulder
and smoke your cigarette
Mostly we say nothing
you wash me fastidiously in seawater
warm from the sun
both before and after you fuck me
a red rag stiff with salt
You pull the spikes of urchins from the soles of my feet
with strong white teeth
spit them here
in the bottom of your boat
you laugh in another language
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hello lover.
ReplyDeleteyes you do use "You/we" a lot.
very mysterious. i want to be fucked in a boat.
actually that might not be such a good idea. so we will buy this little row boat you and i and name it Titanic and we will take it out in the dirty river somewhere and fuck all day and then drown by accident in the night. obituary.
gabe
hey. how are you. I just spent sometime reading your recent posts. really nice work they are kind of sad and have a distance to them, it's like you are lovinly collecting memories and images. really nice work.
ReplyDeletenick.....did you notice there are no caps here thats because i was being lazy and not because i have chewed off my own left hand fingers.
Hey man. Hey again.
ReplyDeleteIs this the poem u were talking about in relation with a so-called sentimentality? Forget about it. It's a beautiful image, it evokes a sad beauty and a love, or affection, that is not corny or cute, but conveyed thru non-words or hidden in the silence or the lack of meaningful discourse.
Deep down we all want to be lost, away from the shore, but alone with someone who will pull spikes of urchins from our feet and wash in seawater.
(now i'm being sentimental, but hey, this is why u love me right?)
Your sentimental compadre.
Lou
gabe
ReplyDeletei don't have any money but i know of some ill-secured pedalos. muddied fibreglass makes me hot & wistful (and those corpses of shopping trolleys, and the way most ducks drown in the process of being fucked and and and...)
m x
nick
ReplyDeletei'm very very good and really pleased you read and commented and ... and if i write and again i'm gonna swallow my mouse
you can make caps with the little finger of your left hand or yr genitals or whatever. in case losing the ability to upper-case was stopping you going through with the finger chewing thing?
m x
lou
ReplyDeleteaw thank you for coming and for helping to dispel my shitty little insecurities - again.
this was like - my poem about Greece - did you recognise it any?
yes - your sweetness is very sweet indeed as is your fighting it so hard and ineffectually
m x
will this comment disappear?
ReplyDeletemm - i dunno - i'm hallucinating slightly so it might?
ReplyDeleteno i am not asleep. i am fine jus being harrassed by somone in email who hacked it fuck em i change my shit like 5 times its quiet now. your name is mischa? jesus that is sexy. i just grabbed my face. or was that your face? are you licking my hipbones yet oh no that was our backbone oops i mean your backbone. god i am so fucked.
ReplyDeletei'm kind of disappointed by the lack of conjoined-twin porn out there. it's your fault i just spent so long looking for it. yes
ReplyDeletethere's definitely a gap in the market - we should try some judicious home amputation and super-gluing - make our fucking fortunes
I miss you!!!
ReplyDeletehello darling.
ReplyDeleteyeah i rhyme. gets me off. i do everything...rhyme, bdsm, ws, fstng even buttsex. haha
why are you so sore? fine fill or horseback riding? both?
on sunday brian and i are going in a row boat along the shore cuz i insisted cuz of this poem!
love,
gabe
i read that as 'buttersex' you know, like Marlon Brando -
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Hm. Buttersex... :)
ReplyDeleteHey, have you ever had sea urchin spikes in your feet? They are so bloody brittle, you can't get them out. Not with teeth. Sucking them out might work, if you did it long enough so that the skin got all softened by the saliva. Hah. I didn't have anyone to do that for me, had to use Papaya skin. That's right. Tape a slice of Papaya skin to the part where the spikes are stuck for a night and the fruit acid with dissolve the spike. don't know if they have Papaya in Greece. Didn't see any when I was there.
Oh God, now I have this image of Gabriel sucking sea urchin spikes from your feet stuck in my head. (Not that I know what you look like, but I mean, I can imagine feet. And Gabriel sucking on them...) Fuck, I will never find any sleep now.
yes i had sea urchin spikes in my feet. the phosphorescence kept luring me into the sea at night and it was very dark
ReplyDeleteyou couldn't really tell you were in the sea because it was the same temperature as your blood
so that was when the sea urchins threw themselves under my feet.the spines were kind of got out like that - i don't know, some of them were still there a long time later.he said the teeth were the way to do it - like the ONLY way but I don't think i understood unless i was completely fucked. maybe he said "i'm going to bite your feet because you are stupid and english and you keep stumbling into the sea atr night in the pitch black even though everyone tells you to STOP IT,bitch" only it wasn't that kind of biting & then he made soup out of some sea urchins which i ate even tho i dont regularly eat animals.
your creature is more like somedeadly aquatic cactus.
i think, if you really wanted a papaya in Greece,then you could get one, if you knew the right people ;)
I was there in autumn. You could always tell if you were in the water or not cuz the water was warmer than the air, lol. But yeah, nightswimming is cool, innit?
ReplyDeleteSea urchin soup is kinda gross. I mean, the taste is okay, like all sea food stuff, just vaguely salty and brakish and fishy. Like sucking unwashed dick, lol. But the colour! This totally halluciongenous orange and the threads of yellow and black, dunno, urchin guts? Or is that its nerves and stuff?
Hey, in Greece they had these, I dunno what the correct term is, big prawns or shrimp? Like maybe 7 cm long. But with these huge, long antennae? Hehe, have you ever eaten one WITH the anteanae? I had to on a dare. Normally my retching threshold is pretty high, but trying to swallow those antennae, man, that was a struggle...
Who was the "he" who pulled urchin spines out of your feet with his teeth but who you aren't certain you understood...?
it tasted kinda sweetish too maybe? i think it was made with sea water
ReplyDeletei just remember it being kind of orange. maybe yrs came with a different drugs chaser
i dunno prawns - uh - langoustine maybe? i was in a really fine restaurant & whatever i ate had 2 of em arranged on top in some kind of combat pose - i could eat antennae, sure i could. ha - yr making me competitive about eating stuff's heads - it's cool.
the he was just like a local i hung out with when someone took me to greece. i think the language barrier romanced it up. he had a lot of brothers, a boat and he wanted to kill the man who took me there
There. You're doing it again. I wonder who you might have had a relationship with close enough to have him suck on your feet but not close enough to understand what he was saying... and you give me a two sentence answer that quintiples my curiosity. He wanted to kill who? Why? Kurwa! You build an entire mystery in less words than I can ask a bloody question...
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