From bede40c851fb0cf0034e0111c8522d820e70e90f Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2015 12:11:04 -0700 Subject: Add link to text source --- spittle.html | 3 +++ 1 file changed, 3 insertions(+) (limited to 'spittle.html') diff --git a/spittle.html b/spittle.html index 3161691..bb9d62c 100644 --- a/spittle.html +++ b/spittle.html @@ -38,6 +38,9 @@

My body is attached to your body by a thin spittle of thought.When you turn away from me, my thought is brokenand forms anew with something else. Ideas are drool.Beauty has been slobbered over far too long. Godis a tidal wave of bodily fluid. Even the flea has somevestigial wetness. We live in a world fleshy and dark,and moist as a nostril. Is conciousness only a watery-eyedromantic, crying softly into his shirt-sleeve? Is not reasona square-jawed businessman with a briefcase full of memory?I want to kiss the world to make it mine. I want to becomea Judas to reality, betray it with the wetness of emotion.

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