Tag Archives: sex

Orgasm, Pleasure, & Western Culture (an excerpt)

Posted on June 2, 2017 by nosuchthingasastraightline

the right reason to refrain from talking about sex is not that it’s so crude, but that words are In The Function of the Orgasm, the psychoanalyst Wilhelm Reich wrote that the natural energies of humans ebb and flow on … Continue reading →

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multiple metaphor

Posted on May 26, 2017 by nosuchthingasastraightline

every morning i get up and surf—you saw it, just there, and now here i cut back but the wave is propelling me onward till here, i cut back, then race further along; call it slicing or falling, it’s messing … Continue reading →

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i take a giant

Posted on March 4, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

i take a giant sip of coffee–you slide down my throat: liquid-you. the dogs outside sound frantic as i am will be and was for you last night i dreamed of a whale

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there’s a blue bell

Posted on March 2, 2016 by nosuchthingasastraightline

there’s a blue bell that rings when we screw some never hear it some hear and forget some never recover blue bell like an ox blue bell like a goat blue bell like a flower blue bell of orchestral pull. me … Continue reading →

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✿ rush hour

Posted on September 1, 2015 by nosuchthingasastraightline

A rush of desires greets me every morning, the desire to be outside in my chair and admire the plants I put in the ground and watered to their present state of exuberance, the desire to fuck the woman I … Continue reading →

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i want to carry

Posted on October 19, 2014 by nosuchthingasastraightline

i want to carry you past the guards, pin your wrists your pumping blue-jean heart, your candle-lit thighs into an ocean of salty chrysanthemums, breathing skin in darkness seeing light— the bed is upside down your clothes hang from the … Continue reading →

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the right reason

Posted on July 17, 2013 by nosuchthingasastraightline

the right reason to refrain from talking about sex is not that it’s so crude but that words are

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when you want sex you want

Posted on July 13, 2013 by nosuchthingasastraightline

when you want sex you want to disappear sometimes in the morning i drop away chorus of blood song of bone

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