Friday, October 8, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Dogs and Cats Are Ugly
I’ve worn the same boxer-briefs for about ten days in a row
and I feel punk as fuck.
It’s unnecessary to wipe your ass every time you shit.
I am clean exactly how I am.
Several times a night I run my fingers through my pubes
and ass hairs.
I am always damp because I ride my bike all over town
and I smell my fingers and think that I have only taken
two showers
since we last slept together.
It is like two degrees of liquid separate our genitals.
We should stop showering forever
or else forget about pulling away when we finish fucking
and sleep inside/outside each other all night long
our juices coagulating overnight
forming a thick hard web
and when we wake up in the morning we will be glued together
our pubic hair like skinny supermodels preserved in amber.
I burn up when I think about holding your hand.
I am glad your ears don’t smell because I like nuzzling
my face in your neck
and I like giving your ears wet kisses
even though I know you are grossed out by my tongue flicking
in and out of your ears.
I am ready to marry you just say the words
and we’ll go down to the doughnut shop
and we’ll get married in the doughnut shop
and please remember I am just a skeleton and some canned
food and so are you.
I want to be self-absorbed with you and tell dogs
and cats they’re ugly to their faces.
I want to celebrate Halloween with you forever.
-Cameron Pierce
and I feel punk as fuck.
It’s unnecessary to wipe your ass every time you shit.
I am clean exactly how I am.
Several times a night I run my fingers through my pubes
and ass hairs.
I am always damp because I ride my bike all over town
and I smell my fingers and think that I have only taken
two showers
since we last slept together.
It is like two degrees of liquid separate our genitals.
We should stop showering forever
or else forget about pulling away when we finish fucking
and sleep inside/outside each other all night long
our juices coagulating overnight
forming a thick hard web
and when we wake up in the morning we will be glued together
our pubic hair like skinny supermodels preserved in amber.
I burn up when I think about holding your hand.
I am glad your ears don’t smell because I like nuzzling
my face in your neck
and I like giving your ears wet kisses
even though I know you are grossed out by my tongue flicking
in and out of your ears.
I am ready to marry you just say the words
and we’ll go down to the doughnut shop
and we’ll get married in the doughnut shop
and please remember I am just a skeleton and some canned
food and so are you.
I want to be self-absorbed with you and tell dogs
and cats they’re ugly to their faces.
I want to celebrate Halloween with you forever.
-Cameron Pierce
Lee Price
Lee Price's photo-realistic oil paintings of women eating food, often self-portraits, are fantastic. I love the perspective she uses, it feels like a complete invasion of the subject''s privacy, like I'm spying on this woman gorging herself. Sometimes she's sad, sometimes she feels vulnerable, sometimes she appears relaxed and comforted. The artist's use of junk foods is awesome to me, too. The feminist me likes that the artist is a woman, painting women. I like everything about these.
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