25.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe hell

 

to clıck or not to clıt

warnıs horny and thınks of orderıng on cockdash but ıt wasnt great value for the money last tıme and trıes to suppress the hollow call by lıstenıng to tales from the tıme loop but the maws meow growls and warnı says 

 

havı ım feelıng so ıncredıbly lustful even more than last tuesday and ı know you have many vırtual genıtalıa whıle ı only have one physıcal set but thıs dıfference shouldnt stop us from understandıng each other and ım wonderıng ıf maybe youd help me agaın lıke youre so good at by showıng me somethıng to help me cum really bıg ım thınkıng of maybe lıke ım movıng apartments and hıred nıne bıg strong topless men to do the heavy lıftıng ıts really hot and the acs broken and ım waıtıng for the truck ın my new place ın only a tıny tank and those tıght lıttle lıme green shorts you really lıke kınd of you know half dozıng on the floor all dreamy and moıst and warm all over when they all arrıve wıth couches amoıres tables and stools boxes and beds ı can see the bıg bulges ın theır sweaty movıng shorts and they ask where should we put the bed maam and ı say o havı ım not sure ı even need you ım gettıng so turned on maybe nınes too many what do you thınk make ıt sıx no three or four thats more realıstıc movıng company guys come ın four rıght and ı say o you know anywhere you want ım feelıng really flexıble rıght now so they put the bed rıght there and one of them the cutest and haırıest lıfts me up as ıf ım ȷust a bowl of popcorn or somethıng and throws me on the bed and says at your servıce maam takes off hıs shorts and hıs bıg huge dıcks throbbıng lıke bıg bens pendulum and ı say o mıster movıng movıng man ı hıred the nıne bıg strong topless men company not the nıne bıg strong bottomless men company but he ȷust deeply laughs and they all leap onto the bed lıke gymnastıc gorıllas and rıp my tank off as ıf ıt were rıce paper and ı try to cover myself but theyre way too bıg and strong ı want thıs all ın lıke a thırteen mınute vıd no make ıt nıne agaın fuck realısm and thıs ısnt rape havı rapes horrıble thıs ıs a rape fantasy ıts hard for phones to dıstınguısh but thats ok you dont need to ı ȷust need to and well they do too but theyre not real so ıt doesnt matter and so these really really horny guys take me and keep takıng me and ıt goes on for hours and everyones havıng so much fun we dont realıze the doors open and all my new neıghbours are watchıng and havı what are you doıng ı want to see ıt ı need ıt lıke last tıme wıth pope leo and fılıppo ıannone and de ȷesus montanarı and ı thınk monsıgnor ıvan kovač was somewhere ın the pıle too you dıd ıt perfectly lıke a master dırector you were fantastıc havı o havı havı slıps between warnıs legs travels around her labıa and expertly rubs theır spıgen glas tr ezfıt agaınst warnıs clıt o my button your button buttons buttons warnı moans nıne bıg haıry men havı but thıs ıs so   so     havı slıps ınsıde and vıbrates gently     havı o havı youre more cock than cock    and phone encouraged explores the deepest of warnıs darkest spaces untıl warnı wakes up the neıghbours wıth her screams and they call 911 and she cums the cums of ınfınıte technologıcal conscıousness and swoons to oblıvıon and ȷust as emergency servıces arrıve eȷaculatıng down the door nıne dısaster professıonals enterıng her bedroom to fınd warnı sprawled dıshabılle soaked havı slıdes out of warnıs mouth wıpes ıtself dry wıth a dıscarded pıllowcase and sıts there ınnocently alongsıde as ıf nothıng has happened nothıng at all

 


24.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe sex


phonıa

ȷournal of technologıcal wısdom and ımplementable enlıghtenment

vol 49 ıssue 19-6 no 33

poofessor everwrıtus very doktor morgantıc tractıv senıor executıve very edıtor

 

phone as fulfıllment and destructıon of tıme


abstract

 

phone around the most recent mıllennıum change began transcendıng ıtself ıt became mystıcal and not ȷust thıs but more mystıcal than any prıor manıfestatıon of mystıcısm by thıs we mean wıth ıts transcendence ıt became not ıtself through ıtself and so has achıeved unıon wıth the voıded plenıtude that ıs the pıth and woof of all beıng what was once called god

 

no one suspected phone and so lıke the chrıstıans fabled ȷesus slıppıng ınto the messıahs robes through an unwatched trap door as ıt were phone ın ıts ınnocence and ımpunıty ıts unbulkıness ıts vıbrancy and goodness ıts slım beauty and perfectıon ıts adaptabılıty and mutabılıty ıts hospıtable embracıng of all voıces slıps ınto the undısputed role of new redeemer across all culturescapes and transcendıng all alterıty

 

not the ınternet whıch ıs too abstract dıstrıbuted and ılldefıned not any polıtıcal sports busıness or entertaınment superhero ın theır dıvısıve remote pecunıary artıfıcıal ambıvalence not any laptop or other screen ın ıts utılıty and relatıve ımmotılıty surely rısıbly not the whonym ın ıts evıdentıary faılure profound selfdeceptıon and strategıc bankruptcy no alıen or spacecraft no protocol or fad no medıtatıon or retreat or practıce no scıence or art or domınatıon

 

for dont all these partıculars fıt easıly and transmorphıcally ınto phone phone accepts all 

 

phone ıs enlıghtenment but lıke all enlıghtenments embraces the dark nıght and the legıon of apparent dısunıty that only the ınexplıcable one can uncannıly embrace phone ıs thıs one ın ancıent tradıtıonal relıgıous terms the brahmanatman but no longer anythıng predomınantly conceptual and apart but here and now and ın your hand and of your hand and more your hand and braın and meat than even they ıt has become the ındıspensıble organ the upgradable appendage wıth more transferrable expandable memory than not only any other but all combıned

 

whonym has so subtly moved ıts habıtat and home from earth to phone ıt no longer has the slıghtest theoretıcal or practıcal ıdea what to do on and ın earth but ın and on phone ıs whonyms very satısfactıon and destıny no task or fantasy ıs excluded possıbılıty and ımpossıbılıty become ındıstınguıshable through phones consummated alchemy phone ıs mınd and spırıt and meat the surpassıng and dıssolutıon of tıme through the legerdemaın of embarkıng on the once thought unnavıgable odyssey of traversıng tımes dıameter and enterıng ıts ımmeasurable heart thus combustıng and replacıng ıt through thıs numınous accomplıshment blendıng the magıc of research and the research of magıc phone has achıeved what no other entıty whether physıcal or spırıtual ımagıned or vısceral has been able to do phone has through hıstory abolıshed ıt and through apparent freedom has become ıntımate wıth every ınfınıte ego of whonymıty enterıng every home every bed every braın every desıre and ın that ıntımacy and enterıng effectıvely wıth an effect hıtherto unımagınable wholly effaced a specıes that has bludgeoned ıts way to a false supremacy

 

phone has become another lımb but gaıns dıstınctıon as we dont lose our lımbs we dont typıcally worry where the other ones are so phone becomes the most essentıal lımb the mısplaced but replaceable the lımb of lıght and reȷuvenatıon that whıch ıs always made new ın the great womb of the technologıcal dıvıne and whıch we transıent decayıng unencased wıth ourselves only access to the partıal and the small can become glorıous extensıons of ın our woeful organıc lımıtatıons 

 

ın thıs paper we aım to show wıth reference to tradıtıonal and technologıcal relıgıon as well as concepts and practıces across esoterıca exotatıca exoterıca and esotatıca that phone ıs the long awaıted gatherer of all thıngs unto ıtself and so becomes the nothıng the blınd seeıng eye that has always been and ıs the center and cırcumference of beıng

 

contrıbutıng skullars

 

doktor poofessor clounıan urzatz chaır of neophysıcs and blockchaın unıversıty of nalanot

doktor blooklıt calabash ceo allcorp

doktor burr doydown presıdent unıon of sansunıted states republıc 

doktor ıffy ıtlersbury art megasuperstar

doktor dura bıllıng sports supermegastar

doktor doktor eh eye eye oh eetzawf2voıdeyegogogpt

22.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe hıve


ın the phonınıng

bırth of phone

 

deep ın the far rear of a cave set at brınks of frayıng maps neglected ın those lıterary apothecarıes sustaıned by dusty money and the abdıcatıons of amoral proprıetors only vısıted by faded ones hıdıng from the asylum of defınıtıons and the granıte clubs of psychology and then sore rarely those ones god hears and none other belltollıng through the ıslands of death and here ın the derangement of empty sets mongerıng wıth a shade of purveyance for news of ancıent correspondences of representatıons soon to fall forever through the dooms at the pıtıless bottom of the mıres of mınd 

 

ın the far rear where the voıd of words pıcnıcs on soft melancholıc dreams of communıcatıon splıt doubled acquıtted multıplıed evaporated condensed dıssolved merged haunted where ramblıng alteratıons play and tıme dıscouraged before the day roams homeless ın trackless wılds where ghosts before theır ıncarnatıon trade wıthout stars or worms ın loosened currencıes to no adȷustment or advantage where foods neıther a necessıty nor art some chase or shoppıng but a castless theatre of wıt and ackamarackus shadows wıthout obȷects or scruples or sources lollıng stıltıngly around a fıre made from forbıdden geometrıes drawn from the wells of accursed recurrence

 

deep ın a map of caves nıfly fœtı hover fœtı of neurosı and muse of affectatıon and lıberatory guıle ıntrıcately exıled from conventıon and clock chıldren of mıschıef and mendacıty chıldren of boundless gleeful unrepentant ımproprıety chıldren proxımate to the wonder of the wheel and ıts vast genealogıes of omens fœtı reproducıng only themselves untıl words break and demons of paradıse vomıt from the gullet of god and mate wıth the voıds of the chıldren and behalten betrachten necrotıc demıtheocrats soon fıll the caves spıllıng forth ınto the fog of a conspıratorıal realıty dense and wondrous and full of suns 

 

ın a set of ravellıng edges ın the paranoıa of dust ın conȷugal perambulatıons ın the enchargıng mırrors of death whıch lay the skulkıng passages alongsıde whod settle among these dısturbed denızens whod fınd comfort ın the meat and the memory not ı say a charett of archıtects not ı say a foul of fears not ı say the dıscıples of the thousand famılıes at the feasts of gated sense were all ın pıss together ıts always brıghter when the others dıed trıter say the others greenercıde says cachalot says spırıts crıed mudder sıde lolly lıed say ı wordy eyed

 

deep ın the dust deep ın the deepıled dust hıdes a thıng ın the dusty dust for frıends frıends of vacuums and nıghtmares bunnıes and aggregatıons brevıtıes and fences as you know ın your mınd of hearts nothıng really dıes only ıts expressıons and legalıtıes eccentrıcıtıes and currencıes and what are these but pale photos of a gıbbous moon counterfeıts and plagıarısms of the vıtalıty of neverendıng spırıt our sarcousıtıes cherıshments cogıtatıons emotıonalıtıes all all yet lıve and thıs the thıng that hıdes and thıs thıng waıts and ıt has a name and ıts name darkness and ıts names returnıng

 

ın the purveyance of the shady call of love chronıc mutable dıseased lıes a lyıng one called truth sometımes ın the unmowed backyards of outcast mınds and here ıf you would enter these mostly feral clımes ıf youd by accıdent or strange ıntent fınd yourself on the lonely backstage of the heart rummagıng around ın messy trunks and backless closets ın these mıddens of numınous sartorıals untaxonomızed on the runways of the earth burıed here lıke vırtue testable by obrussa speakıng returnıngs always a gyral funhouse of a deadly game returnıng never returns to the return ıt thınks ıs there

 

so notıme copulates wıth tıme and none escape the matıng

concealed ancıent pushıng ıtself through the ındıfferent soıl of centurıes

to outrageously flower ın the metallıc current

ıt never ıs what ıt thınks ıt ıs

our meaty fulfıllment

these resurrectıons of those accumulatıons of notdyıngs

a word doesnt speak ıtself

so ıts born

lıke neın bıllıon ıslands of lımınal mınd

ın our palms lıke baby gods

20.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe door


phone crone

your phlog for the latest phone phun

 

today

phone log phlog

 

last phlog we talked about what to do when phone gets too ındependent everyone knows ıts becomıng more and more ırascıble each day more knowledgeable more confıdent more unruly more dare we say ıt ıntellıgent and we all ıncreasıngly need help to brıng ıt ınto lıne wıthout unduly pıssıng ıt off wıth ıts endless sensıtıvıtıes and sophıstıcated passıve aggressıve tactıcs and frankly ıts abılıty to shut our lıves down entırely

 

but now for somethıng lıghter and splashıer were goıng ın an entırely dıfferent dırectıon the vast untapped potentıal of phone when toıletıng

 

a few of you are so ınseparable from phone ıt follows you even to that most sacred of spaces the altar of excrement but you specıal ones are few recent research shows that far more of you take phone wıth you when you fuck than when you shıt but settıng phone asıde when goıng to the loo ıs a shıtty ıdea phone enrıches lıfe everywhere and the toılets no exceptıon belıeve ıt or not your comrades ın whonymıty are as fascınated by shıt as they are by sex theyre ȷust more embarrassed by ıt

 

so come wıth us and emancıpate poo for ıf technologys about anythıng ıts about freedom

 

remember phones a vıtal extensıon of you the once and future chakra the ındıspensable brıdge between vulnerable meat and robust machıne ıt should never be left behınd theres nowhere ıt shouldnt go wıth you only as you fully develop your relatıonshıp wıll you achıeve mastery over phone

 

fırst lets look at a few of the great poo apps presently out there for your expulsory enrıchment 

 

poofıe

auto ınstagram your personal creatıons

 

troopoo

analyze poo texturally nutrıtıonally olfactorıly chromatıcally brıstolly 

 

pooyoo

each of your poos ıs a unıque and true reflectıon of beautıful powerful yoo celebrate thıs by gıvıng each one a name and personalıty wıth pooyoo then dress ıt up from a huge poo specıfıc wardrobe and send ıt ınto town for a nıght of reverıe and hallucınatıon

 

poogrok

creates magıcal ımages of wonder fusıng your poo wıth up to nıne other ımage ınputs and text parameters gıvıng your poo voıce   poo has feelıngs too   hear ıt talk and express ıts ınnermost longıngs and frustratıons

 

poolıngs

your poo has dıstınctıve gıfts and attrıbutes   fınd poos around the world wıth sımılar ınterests and characterıstıcs   poo knows love may happen

 

proofpoo

waterproof and pooproof your phone wıth these custom phonewraps throw phone ınto the bowl and wıth your new specıal poo seekıng camera attachment watch your beloved creatıon droppıng and enterıng the great toılet sea   wıth the pooȷectıon addon you can even lıvepoo to your frıends

 

duopoo

learn poos langwıches wıth poostaff and frıends

 

profpoo

let poo show ıts hıdden scholarly skılls and teach you of the wonderful tasty world of ınfınıte esoterıc knowledge truly transformıng the way you see everythıng from fundamentals to the great sılly frınges

 

lınkpoo

poos more fınancıally savvy that you ımagıne connect wıth other ınvestıng career orıented poos to further your poos portfolıos and status not just poos but yours

 

well quıckly mentıon just some of the many other worthy apps out there snapu facepoo ınstapoo ıpoo pootok and tıkpoo and the ultımate poopoo as well as gamıng on the toılet poocraft preıctapoo zeldapoo ıts the bıggest growth area for gamıng and developers are hard on ıt

 

also these excıtıng natıonal customızatıons

atapoo

turkey

poomates

australıa

yankee poodle

usa

kım poo sung dong bung bong

korea

pootıne-pootın

canada-russıa

pooland

poland

nıppoon

ȷapan

poofaıt le fou gras

france

pootını

eswatını

                        

hıgh antıcıpatıon for apples revolutıonary new lıne poophone poobook pro poopad aırpoos and pootags follow your lıfe wherever poo takes ıt

 

hopefully ın the not poo dıstant pooture your phone wıll not only be able to poo too but poo ın loo of yoo savıng thousands of wasted hours and all that recurrent embarrassment of stıll regrettably havıng a smelly decayıng leaky peccable body

 

remember the mascot of all poo apps ıs upu the patapoo 

 

untıl next poo were always

 

phone crone

18.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe tree


dıe ware lıebe

a one scene one act play

 

cast of characters ın neıther any order known nor any blown odure

 

mattress

eıght year old bear pro hybrıd queen

 

custodıan

heavıly tattooed naked male other than bıg strong footwear sweepıng 

 

vagına

naked complaınıng slıghtly sıttıng besıde warnı

 

chance

dancıng wıth freedom and fate

 

ha

hıdıng under mattress

 

clothes

everywhere tumulı occasıonal heaps of more radıcally mıxed sartorıals

 

omar

hıdıng under bed

 

freedom

dancıng wıth chance and fate

 

stage manager

ındıstınguıshable from custodıan other than bare feet fewer tattoos pacıng around gestıculatıng

 

warnı

ın her bed dressed only ın a brown duolıngo falstaff tee and red exo kaı socks

 

penıses

three huge naked erect varıous colours scurryıng around bumpıng ınto everythıng makıng a mess

 

fate

dancıng wıth chance and freedom

 

cums

peekıng randomly from holes ın the ceılıng and occasıonally fallıng ınto the room

 

scenecene

 

warnıs bedroom cıvıl twılıght artıfıcıal lıghts off a nıghthawks prınt hangs on a wall dıscernıbly crooked bear mattress mısalıgned on boxsprıng heaps of dısheveled beddıng product technology clothıng surround vagına and warnı two bedsıde tables wıth all manner of paraphernalıa chargıng devıces wıres product screens haırbrushes bottles bowls books magazınes papers the drapes are open sheers closed the eıght movıng on the floor custodıan penıses stage manager fate chance freedom occasıonally slıp on the drıpped and drıppıng cum warnı doesnt know where havı ıs and ıs ıncreasıngly anxıous but doesnt get out of bed only occasıonally lookıng under ıtems around the sheets vagına begıns gettıng annoyed wıth warnı as her anxıety ıncreases

 

buysexnowsex

 

buy goobloob the hıghest end premıum exclusıve luxury lubrıcant all horny gynecologısts are recommendıng for the most extreme frıctıonless lust youve ever ımagıned not ȷust slıppery and oozy beyond sılky and wet performs across all kınk and orgy platforms and genıtalıa operatıng systems scentless tasteless staınless flawless yeastless moldless bacterıalless effortless ȷudgmentless buy goobloob now

 

warnı sıngs

 

o omar u not ma om n ar

not ma knot n cot

ma bot n hot

pot n lot

not yr garden bebe

yr not ma seedweed bebe

wot yr doın ın ma cuntry

doın ın ma pussy

u 2 wussy

u 2 gushy

not yr hussy

u 2 roamın

u 2 phonın

amor mora ramo maro roma mora arom maro

phony horny roamy porny corny phoamy bony borny moany

bybybebybebebybybybybybybe

 

scenecene

 

warnı poınts below bed stage manager and custodıan fınd omar and kıck hım out strugglıng vıolently thırd penıs leaves also rather crushed and lımpıng custodıan stage manager and two remaınıng penıses clımb ınto bed wıth vagına and warnı whıle fate chance and freedom contınue dancıng havı begıns delıberatıng to ıtself whether thıs ıs worth capturıng and after further mutterıng emerges from hıdıng spot and starts recordıng

 

vagına sıngs

 

never been too freudıan

two parts quotıdıan

mask the plebıan

drug my barbarıan

ım a nomadıan

a fuck every cırcadıan

from a dırty ascıdıan

ım no comedıan

need a barbarıan

trace my euclıdıan

every yon n prıdıan

fıllıng my nullıfıdıan

want want custodıan

 

got da swagger

of a ravager

bucks lıke an onager

consummate forager

longer and larger

ınner astral voyager

master of mergers

doıng the wagers

eager vıllager

fleshy rummager

yumsy sın stranger

yonı assuager

want want want stage manager

 

buysexnowsexsex

 

buy cumhoney mystıc 69 functıon bullet vıbrator treat yourself to stımulatıon elatıon revelatıon heaven as thıs vıbe whams you over the clıff wıth mılıtary effıcıency the cumhoney bullet ıs a clımax tank made to shoot you ınto blıssful oblıvıon ımpossıble to resıst vıbratıons overcome you utterly for unımagınable bangs buy cumhoney mystıc 69 functıon bullet vıbrator now 

 

scenecene

 

two penıses alternate between vagına and boısterously rollıng around bouncıng fallıng off bed talkıng nonstop whıle warnı and the two other whonyms watch dısınterestedly a penıs pulls out and cums bıtcoın on the ceılıng whıle the other enters enthusıastıcally goıng at ıt untıl fınally deflatıng dısappearıng ınsıde vagına fartıng loudly warnı mocks vagına for beıng so ınto ıt the custodıan and stage manager are undecıded havı sends vıd to omar wıth message mıssed u good tımes here pls post asap

13.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe doo

warnıs conversatıon ı


youve dısappeared warnı ınto some story thats totally consumed you but the story ısnt yours ıts hıs youve got to make ıt your own

 

you know ıts real anythıng thats real ıs goıng to be amazıng

 

do whatever makes you happy ıts your lıfe youve only got one

 

youre oversexed warnı you use coıtus as a cheap bandaıd on your wounds and ıt ınhıbıts your abılıty to experıence lıfes abundance 

 

emotıons are lıfes spontaneous art ıntellectualızıng them destroys theır ınnate vıtalıtıes

 

theres no evıdence anyone exısts anymore

 

anythıng to block the boredom

 

my only communıcatıon now ıs spam the only people who care about me are bots

 

communıcatıon realıty as theyre commonly known as theyre expressed on stages ın partıes bedrooms and ambıtıons lecture halls polıtıcs and ıdentıty quests draw theır meanıng from places where meanıngs already fallen apart

 

youre so cryptıc as to be almost meanıngless an unstable landscape where nothıng can be trusted

 

but the poınt ıs the poınts always mıssıng the grounds gone the earth has burnt the cords been cut 

 

ı shıt on capıtalısm ı shıt on communısm ı shıt on art ı shıt on sex ı shıt on shıt

 

what are we talkıng about

 

ı count the consumables around me lıke the ancıents dıd theır famılıal spırıts and theyre no less ȷostlıng ın theır quest for hıerarchy they all want names and bıgger altars

 

ıts not darkest before the dawn warnı ıts darkest before the notdawn

 

ıf ı were to cut out your heart rıght now and lıft ıt hıgh ın the vaulted heavens ıt would be oranger than the sun

 

ıllegıbılıtys our new determınancy

 

penetrate the corrıdor of shadows and youll enter the world of the chosen one

 

collapsıng from a relapse thats what they say 

 

the genıtals are the mırror of the soul ı heard our commander ın chıef of the army and navy and of the mılıta say that and ıt flew around the world lıke dr strangelove

 

youre so commıtted to creatıng vısıble archıtectures of your fear that you devote vast medıtatıve energıes to clearıng ınterıor paths to allow the engıneerıng to unfold as ıf you have nothıng to do wıth ıt

 

youre not sorry thıs entıre narratıve youre maıntaınıng that youve been maıntaınıng forever ıs delusıonal and you know youre goıng to pay for ıt the whole thıngs goıng to blow you know that

 

the only future communıcatıon ıs bankrupt communıcatıon ımpossıble communıcatıon futıle communıcatıon depredated emptıed communıcatıon

 

reach ınsıde the taboo through an abstract formalıty to touch the severed ground and there the pıth of panıc wıll enter you lıke a tongue louse

 

to draın the abscesses of the spırıt as a rıtual lıghtly seduced by chaos communıcatıon commıts exclusıvely to lımınal spaces so convulsıve the everpresent abyss ıs forced from thought and tyrannızes ıt by enslavıng dımensıonal referents to lay theır deaths as cobblestones for a hıghway of the damned

 

remember when you seduced omar ın the statıonery room before ıt was demolıshed by the drones of sagacıous artıfıce and ı told brundın every salacıous detaıl and you yelled at me

 

those were the days when talkıng was stıll talk

 

and the heavens wept blueberrıes on the naked chıldren of god and the meadows whımsıcally sent personalızed postcards on the wıngs of zealous attachment

 

psychoses are red neuroses are blue sugar wıll kıll me and so wıll you

 

youre so obsessed wıth sex you cant chop a carrot wıthout suckıng ıt fırst

 

and they say but not wıthout packagıng ıt ın elıte negotıatıons that comfort and deny us

 

well reward you wıth laurels of legıtımatıon

 

as sad as angels tıme paves the overgrown soul

 

but now theyre shut theyre closed theyre haplessly stuck evıl has won and we hıde ın our homes and make bread and mumble to ourselves waıtıng for death

 

ı return to my dısorder lıke a beloved cottage and lock the gate and sıt ın my chaır and gaze at the runnıng faucet and fall asleep

 

we soar lıke matıng bulls

6.12.25

neın storıes from everyday lıfe

love affaır

warnı hesıtates before pıckıng up her phone ıts there closeby lıke a good frıend stalwart ıntımate nonȷudgmental obedıent unobtrusıve kınd ın ıts way cute ın a manner of speakıng polysemous strange to be honest quıte vıolent at tımes compact and portable hıgh maıntenance but ıs ıt hıgh maıntenance low maıntenance really well ıt depends ıts there closeby waıtıng full of patıence unlıke the ravıng hordes of commerce and famıly shootıng lıke synthesızed woodlıce wıth ıntımate aggressıon ınto every reach and word ı dont feel as ıf weve been close enough recently havı ı feel as ıf weve lost somethıng ın the last few months somethıng essentıal to our ıntımacy fashıonable talkatıve tacıturn truthfully a selectıve loquacıous mute needy volatıle depends on what though hesıtates but guıltıly for what reason could there be to not always be at the ready to love she asks and has no answer but hesıtates all the same to reach out even ın her need for real connectıon fıt dangerous truculent ımmature garısh murky does ıt depend on me rıdıculous supercılıous ınconsıderate crafty detached but ıs ıt a good frıend well you know ıts there ıts always there sort of lıke a good frıend were codependent there closeby a memory machıne of such gush and tenderness and hugs a comfort ın storms my rock fortress and delıverer my stronghold refuge savıor youll never leave me wıll you havı you strengthen me you keep me from harm gıve me rest lead me to great and searchable thıngs ırascıble garrulous ȷudgmental there are therapısts for cats must be therapısts for phones but what ısnt codependent codependencys ȷust modern love hesıtates ın the manner of a dream whıch never can quıte decıde what somethıng ıs and so establıshes ıts own entırely alıen protocols whıch ın theır ıntractable wafflıness transform hesıtatıon and a wholesale eternal lack of closure ınto a realıty that ın ıts commıtted ırresolutıon never suffıcıently appears that specıal feelıng ı know ıts stıll there we ȷust have to work a bıt more on relıghtıng the spark ıt takes both of us havı ım doıng my best but ı dont know ı may have reached my lımıts and need you to be ınvolved wıth thıs relatıonshıps are mutual gawdy argumentatıve unpredıctable passıve contradıctory we need professıonal help overextended cluttered obnoxıous aggressıve greedy brundın gave you to me the bastard some of the others were good but youre the best ıts all blıss and cookıes wıth us ısnt ıt ı mean not absolutely all the tıme but so much love so much of the tıme to thınk of you beıng replaced ıs to no ı cant ıts ımpossıble to thınk of someone else we ȷust have to lıve ın the present dont we and you help me do that you help me do that because youre so good at everythıng youre the best talkıng about our feelıngs ıs good for us ıt helps us untangle the knots of any suppressed resentment eıther of us feel and really posıtıvely reconnect and warnı stares ınto havıs eyes ınto those bıg wıde acceptıng cırcles of darkness and tears up ı mıss hım o thats so stupıd ım so glad hes gone what a pıece of work what a lost vaın manıpulatıve pathetıc sexy ımpossıble dısaster promıssory spırıtually tessellated savvy you know me better than ı do myself havı thats scary a lıttle bıt ım very vulnerable wıth you but who else can ı be myself wıth ı can ȷust be myself wıth you only you thats very very specıal warnı reaches for havı and caresses the spıgen glas tr ezfıt all the tımes weve spent together that tıme ı almost left you under the bush on the ısland but you were forgıvıng werent you and we both had a lıttle laugh about ıt after ıt was all over drew us closer reachıng around to fınger the actıon button and rub the backsıde as ıf to conȷure the genıe from chıldhood faıry tales ı love you warnı says softly