On Luv

Girl is THE ONE WHO DOES NOT CONQUER. Girl helps to resolve boys SOLITUDE IN SPITE OF THE PRESENCE OF GOD. The impossiblity of murder is not real, but moral. It is impossible to look the murder victim in the face, to look them in the face and perceive it as a face

In every boy a single boy is refracted. But also he is a girl.

GLASSONS TRAMPS. EVIL HOODOO. THE FATEFUL MOMENT. Is it ever possible to go back after certain things? Like when a boy says he liked the sitcom 'Bottom', or loves Leonard Cohen, or imagine you were driving and he swerved to avoid a 'cat' and it was actually just some newspaper, and you said 'let me out of the car' and never talked to him again. (And the opposite experience to this): Nothing is funnier than poison; the social setup, the moment when it's revealed, when all the things are topsy turvy, when both of you elevate the conversation to a level of ridiculous impossibity proving at each step that you understand each other, the thrill of understanding each stage in a mathematical formula, the unwritten transition between step one and step two, and so on until the climax, where you reveal to each other that you hate sex and sexual metaphors, never for a moment allowing the other to go into the dark alone, holding each others hands as you prove that the outcome is logical ...

And how often, darling reader, you who I treasure and want to present with all these gifts I have described above, you who I want to imagine is accompanying me through each part of my proof ... how often, dear reader, have you heard this horrible line? 'I'm a straight shooter, a straight talker, I tell the truth.' Those idiots who pride themselves on their 'cruelty' for the sake of the 'truth', their silly little 'truths', when their cruelty doesn't involve any secrets, when it doesn't even know of the pleasure of TWO. But children who come late to the truth seem to pride themselves on applying it harshly.

TWO LITTLE CHILDREN LOOK JUST LIKE YOU AND I

And on Urgh ... that stuff ...

I AM SO FRIGID.

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