Feelin’ strangulated in a capitalist reality that, as Terry Eagleton says, “plunders the sensuality of the body.”
Meanwhile, suddenly, she,
W/ strong emotional intelligence & power, there,
Make-up, body, hormones, pheromones.
How do I, among everyone, conjure my true thoughts &, within them, perform their utterance?
No way. Can’t. Not now.
Inability, insecurity. Fomented love.
Cyber-self that speaks to selves within selves.
Or rather, try this:
Break the spell.
Rip your heart out.
Dream of my face:
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