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the road 2007
- i fade into the eroticising monster and i move towards the doorway without question or consequence, everything is sex, bargain, negotiation, interplay there is nothing else, pink; the door shuts, the light exterminated, shadows continue to penetrate, descending tongue, hand, hair, push, desperation, and then slow, slow to indicate the shift of power, and pleasure, control, to decide, all the ways that one might please, back and forth like this, the broken record, until payment is due, and he pays the price of a single ticket and slips through the slit in the closed curtains and i open the door onto the the small rank smelling street with a flood of artificial light, my figure -
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