I LOVE COCK, with a smiley
scrawled in drippy white-out on a bar’s alley door:
I LOVE COCK
the hand is curly-girlish, and it’s sided with a smiley: effusion of her Therapy, her coming into terms with a basic fact of self—
and yet i don’t quite buy it.
or cock is but a shorthand, her stand-in for a vast inclusive masculine delivery Sys: hard abs & buttocks PLUS the City’s steel & steam—the Sys is manly Industry—
she also sings an Army, PLUS her womb that outputs all of this, so all Selection, all of this—
her love of cock is so much more—
what a WHORE ! )
but what tits! and what ass!
bitter from a breakup, a buddy of my Genius Friend Johnson once roared:
tits & ass—it's all they're fucking good for!
Johnson rubbed his jaw and said:
perhaps, my friend; perhaps.
but what tits! and what ass!
Johnson rubbed his jaw and said:
perhaps in some expanded sense: where tits & ass are metonym for all Life & Art; for all that’s worth our worship!
Johnson’s one of those guys who’s susceptible to beauty—
what a guy!