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The most regret a person can experience is when lamenting lost potential. I’m horrified by it every waking moment of every day. I stand petrified by it, the looming specter of my failure inching closer every with every second that passes without me working…
Author Archives: baited by bataille
paglia-type beat
The statement that most provoked me most forcefully from the questionnaire was, “What counts as art, or good art, or beautiful, is a subjective matter of one’s own preferences.” I decided to ‘strongly disagree’ with the statement. If the statement were true, then art and beauty would cease to exist, their value tantamount to refuse.Continue reading “paglia-type beat”
last day of summer
We will slip back into innocence, and revel in its intoxicating embrace The wind rustling, shifting, picking up yet another spring snow In a week’s time it will be summer and We will be warm and we will be joyous We can be alone with each other Being Being Being! Around you is like TheContinue reading “last day of summer”
unfinished no. 3
I want to know your name I want to feel your life Up against my skin I want you under me Tucking yourself in The warmth of my heart Half-Alive and Half-dead Whenever you moan his name I stick my fingers in your mouth And make you suck Teenage fan club for the pain It’sContinue reading “unfinished no. 3”
unfinished no. 2
I would break my nose with a hammer just to smell you Burn off my fingertips to feel your face Slice up my eyeballs to see you Stick a knife into my ears to hear you scream I would tear out my tongue just to taste you We can’t be turning backwards now Everything’s differentContinue reading “unfinished no. 2”
jesus and mary chain type beat
Our parents don’t even know where we are Soaked in sun and rain We’ve been gone for days Chasing the real Settling for the so-so and the imaginary Barreling down country roads Taking each other each night I wake you up but you aren’t the same Your smile is there But your face is changed Continue reading “jesus and mary chain type beat”
unfinished no. 1
You left Early this morning Passing time in your arms, before Delicate wind ushers in comfort Soft and supple tremors, The coffee trembles, drips onto the floor You love the haze of summer Sweat stained sheets and blood rush Before the day sweeps you away from me To your head-place
on Sex, and her daughter Eroticism
The Young People, especially those that have deluded themselves into thinking they are ‘artists’, have lost sense of sex, or of love, or of beauty, although according to them this couldn’t be further from the truth. They consider themselves “sex positive” and support the euphemistic charade that is “sex work.” Really, sex work is theContinue reading “on Sex, and her daughter Eroticism”
cigarette in your bed
The soft and inviting light of early morning flits through our window as I wake from a night of well-earned sleep. Our apartment is still half-empty, with boxes full of adolescent memories we’ve both long since forgot. We just moved in yesterday. I reach over to the bedside table and grab a cigarette from anContinue reading “cigarette in your bed”
which, way, western man?
At age 18, you stand at the precipice of either your ultimate downfall or your greatest triumph. Every decision you make pushes you closer towards either oblivion or salvation. Sure, you’re most likely in college and you might think that what really matters is how well you’re doing with your grades or how hot theContinue reading “which, way, western man?”
