The chase is on as I imitate gestures,
this time I’m following a large & perfect man.
meat in kindly stripes.
With the excitement of being among men but inside the women
my history floats down the avenue
in blobs / atomic
landfill --- that
purse & its abstraction,
the empty suit.
Revenge is a character who suffered
& became chronic.
I call her
Hotel Paranoia: “Get to bed
If you want to have sex.”
Now that I’m so close to the street,
being on the street,
purple in the street,
I can delete embarrassment at the level of structure.
(oh fluttering fans!)
I love the cloud
we call the body...
House of sensation.
Built crud wrapper.
“But what about those Russians, they’re not slouched
in the bed of fake trauma...
...Not in the pleasure sense – No.”
…..camille roy 2009