Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1203151831400.21791@panix1.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: <hole: the body up for grabs> <for Alain Badiou>
Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2012 18:32:58 -0400 (EDT)
<hole: the body up for grabs> <for Alain Badiou> i put my pen in my hole. i put my fingers in my hole. i expose my hole. it is about the smell of your hole and a tongue and void <julu> thorns of love screaming against your holes on the way to where your holes were and to cut into this infinity, my legs spread to the utmost, my hole divides, soon as you control my cock, my hole, as soon as you take me, there is as the wires enter and exit me, they are illuminated because you're not looking! look at my beautiful ass! look up my hole! close your holes, shut your doors, do you really want to quit? i begged you to open your hole earlier you said you would like to be my hole. i can't steal your hole. <beauty> hi claara hey - > hey -#hole> /leave i don't want to be your hole. : i don't want to be the place you shove i pull my body from my hole, strings come out, i want a suit designed with special apparatus, keeping all my holes. i will push the dirty panties up my hole. i will enjoy myself, i will. in the year 3000, the cauterization of my hole, dust, murmuring, is julu wearing your ..., are you wearing your hole? miami, the beast miami, miami-parasite. "it enters into your holes, eats my fingers, cock, in your holes, you lean forward, elbows flat" - please, please open your holes to me i'm hungry splattering, i dream of liquids pouring from your holes. the scents of your ass, creases and folds around your hole. deeper musk, the video opened my hole and ass alike. with you, my fists up your holes, my mouths on your breasts. you read me, unornamented at last, my holes and crevices, the first and you wipe your holes with blades of grass. you eat the grass. your words are the throat's geography. my hands are in my holes. alone, i tear at my nipples, spread my cheeks, open my hole to emptiness. because my body is a torus, if you fill my hole, blood from zoo fell fresh with dew your hole i'm jew can't get rid of that, advertise your holes and organs to the world - carapace? for my spirit flows like sake from my holes into yours, and disappearing translucent (cause my holes through my skin are space) emergence. i am in a constant state of waiting; my hole opens, engorge me; i remember your holes pouring upon me. altitude. her mouth's a chastity belt. harshly set around you, your holes adjacent to the fill my holes, my fingers and penis fills vaginas, anuses, mouths, my finishing off with slimy holes, you get the picture (all those theories of flames are leaping out of my holes, my fingers sprout branches, toes forth from my hole, first the s, then the p followed by the r; shortly after from my mouth, piss and shit from my holes, fragments of skin and gristle guarantee looks forward.) for my hole has no time, no space, a hole en blood from zoo fell fresh with dew your hole i'm jew hole. i put my face in my hole. uncontrollable bodies, i widen my hole. i talk into my hole. i talk from my hole. i see into me. i will touch you everwyhere, we will heal one another, we will fill my hole, i'll be your chair, your hole, your skin, your writing-pad, your toilet, i'm addicted to you, your holes, my tongue in you, tasting you, tuned to your tight flower in your hole - everything tuned into my hole. it's my organ. i don't care, invert me, open my holes. my mouth filled with blood. i was spoken irresponsible questions; my mouth is my hole; my mouth opens wide offering you my holes and the holes of nikuko, would you fill me, look up your hole? mind, he wants to enter your holes, his work is filthy, he doesn't know moisture germs will enter my hole and you will eat me out with my filthy ways, in the thorns of love screaming against your holes on my hand up your holes, your hand up mine. i say nothing, lie to you, i'm my hole and you will eat me out with my filthy moisture germs ... ghost my mouth tongues my mouth through your hole through your door no-thing, that you engorge me; i remember your holes pouring upon me. now, my holes are dirty, you've always hated me, i've always hated you, of something indecipherable, monstrous. i place ice in my hole, one hole of the room, filling my holes, my crack, my mouth (for depression also has open your holes to me i'm thirsty out of my mind.) i am a landscape of tunnels and forests. there are bamboo panties fissuring - break me open - you can see the walls of my hole - passion thrusts me petalled, two-lipped above and below, your hole, my high 72 regard? 73 radio performance; there was a hole opening up next to me, my hole in realm's flesh, you'd swallow my hole! scents of your ass, creases and folds around your hole. thrust and energy screaming against your holes on the way to w don't you lisp you dare call self in public, my fingers in your holes, we expose ourselves, i devour she's mine, she says i'm your hole, use me, her skirt's hiked up, unstable, exposing my hole; honey would open herself to the screen unspoken, exposing my hole. i would open myself to the screen, an uh, symbolic - that of well-definition. if i am your hole, it is that the text and writing's (re)capitulation, spreading my hole for the sound their mouths go out my holes - muffled - looking for the sign - they take my body, they pour in my holes, they enter everywhere, i am they will not stay on filthy waters they'll dry in my hole, my panties are yours, want to be your hole... i want to give you my cock my hands my tongue is ripe. ashame opened my holes. my mouth filled with blood. i was w/hole again. (being your hole, being whole.) waters, they will dry in my hole, your my panties are wet for you and when your holes open to my own, will enter my hole and you will eat me out with my filthy moisture germs will shave my body. i will shave my holes and i will wear you. i will within your hole, the world a dawn of rose-red creation. yes i am your hole through h yes but my blood is purple ...* yes i like you offer your holes to death. you smell your holes everywhere against the lip of the screen, pull, you won't have to fuck me, won't have to touch my holes, fill my holes and fuck someone while your cock becoming i will look your ass with it, eat it - taste of your hole - your piss filling me - your hole grows and grows tiffany said until you become me, skin stretched your holes wider and wider, lips chapped from penetration - you joked your holes, it's far too creepy, you see there, you see your holes, it's far too creepy, you see alan there, you see sondheim in your holes, keep it inside you forever you can insert things into me.