Wednesday, May 18, 2011

It Took Time (fine for now)

"Erst kommt das Fressen, dann kommt die Moral."--Threepenny Opera

But we, we are so gluttonous, over-full, over-ripe, bursting, so rotund, fleshy, massive, just so much of this excess! The sculptor's chisel is glistening, humming precision, fresh from the whetstone, ready to philosophize with a hammer!

(We're all faltering. How'd I help with that? If it's all or nothing, then let me go.)

To be so amorphous, massive, excessive. To be so ready for the striking imposition of form--to lust for such deprivation!

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