Friday, December 17, 2010
Polyester Club San Antonio
Here is a young man no longer young to be something else, something more than a young girl more than a disgruntled, more than a diffuse young, more than his own time. Here are three lines to report on the management of life of a busy year, hard and fast. Here are three lines are three lines, which in turn are not three sentences. Here's who does not write about writing and life that is not written, and apparently lived. Here is a young man who takes leave of the youth to make way for other youth. Behold the trading his youth by other youth that youth is no longer accepting other youth. Here the young man who does not accept any laws or rules, it creates, it seems, his own life of rules and laws. Here that is its own gravity, its own dynamics of force, rule of law itself, its own Orbis et Orbe, their own sexuality, their own god, his own god, their existence, their humanness, their relativity man. Here the young man who has a vagina to proceed with the existence of patriarchy. Here the young man who has a penis to proceed with the existence of matriarchy. Intersexual Here you have both sexes to proceed with the existence that humanity has for the later years of life. Here is the one day gets up and goes to bed gray pink, green rises and lies of silver rises and sleeps demon god. Here the young man who says A and the other boys tell BCDEFGHIJKLLLMNÑOPQRSTUVWXYZ and this one says, "Yeah, Ñ, Ñ clear." Here is the youngest of the young, the jovencintos, the younger youth, those who are young and still young. Here the young man who signs closure. Behold the young woman says goodbye. Behold the Young aroma left in the skin. Behold the brown girl. Behold the dark young man, that is not equal. Behold the smiling young. Here the young man who signs his letter of dismissal. Here the young man who loves love. Here was the young love. Young
handlebars. Mancera
forever.
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