Friday, November 12, 2010

Omission.

Here I am. Bare, lying awake next to a naked body. Arms wrapped/ intertwined. I can feel our heartbeats.. skin against skin. My lips slightly parted, the taste of sweat on my tongue. A rambling, trembling mind.. the thoughts that take you inside of all of yourself. Can we exist as two people? As live breathing animals? Can we talk about what drives us. The drive beyond all drives. Can you tell what pleasure means to you? Honest to goodness this has to happen.
From the desert outside Las Vegas and everything since then... these are our theories.


Andrew Tipton

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