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I watched her from a distance,
Glistening lake gently flowed,
Flowed down her bare body,
The moonlit drop of my dreams,
Glistening in my eyes .

Ravenous thoughts rapture me,
Engulf me in the chasm of desire,
My gaze unmoving and still,
Yet flows down with the trickle,
On her bare bosom.

A million stars sizzle a spark,
I want to capture them,
Little droplets of water ,
Making their way softly,
On her bare back.

I watched her from a distance,
The silk of her wet hair,
Wrapped me in a rapture,
Unmoving I stood there,
My gaze so still,
Yet flowing with water,
That she bathed in.
Watching what you can’t have:)
Johnny Noiπ Aug 30
pôrˈnäɡrəfē/noun: pornography; printed or visual material
explicit description or display of sexual organs or activity,
intended to stimulate erotic rather than aesthetic or emotional feelings;
erotica, pornographic material, dirty books; smut, filth, vice;
             hard & soft porn, porno, girlie magazines, skin flicks
                        "an Internet site selling child pornography [?]"
mid 19th century: from Greek pornographos
‘writing about prostitutes,’ from pornē ‘prostitute’ + graphein ‘write.’
‘writing by prostitutes’, w/ names & amounts paid;
[the state of mind of constantly thinking about prostitutes or prostitution]
Johnny Noiπ Aug 21
I had a gf that used to get called a feminazi,
but no one ever called me a feminanarchist;
I think what we really were is Feminihilists.

FFP opposed pornography,
defined as the sexualized degradation,
domination, humiliation, objectification,
subjugation, violation,       psychological
annihilation, exploitation,  & violence
against women as distinguished from
erotica based on the mutuality
      of power and pleasure.

According to FFP's pioneering founder Page Mellish,
pornography provides the training for incest,
assault & rape; results in the objectification
of women; affects women's ability to get equal rights
& equal pay, & encourages men to associate
sex with violence;  Page ultimately claimed
that all feminist issues | [    ,      ], [          ]
are rooted in pornography
&   in a 1986 letter to the editor of The Wall Street Journal,
she asserted that FFP is "not against love & not against sex."

Page held that all men or women
who did not fight against pornography
were accountable for the violence
against women, claiming that women
who enjoy pornography or rough sex
had internalized the male [gaze] & |
male definitions of power

Page's positions on pornography
have been debated outside FFP,
including with respect to porn's agency
on crime & feminist & gay definitions of porn;
Legislation alone was not a solution,
according to Page; it was also necessary to remove "the need for porn".

vehemently anti-censorship & pro-sex,
Page taught me to show everything from
all sides; my other feminista professors
were pro-monogamy [patriarchy] while
Page was a combat boot wearing girly-girl;

she had these cute little doe-eyed Q's following
her around carrying the placards [        ] for her
spontaneous demonstrations against underwear
kate beckinsale & anne hathaway
can speak
the name... matthew all
day long...
                 and right into the night...
i'll try to fall asleep...
must be an Oedipus complex
sort of thing,
   in primary school my school
friends thought that my
mother had the visage for
   sandra bullock...
   ha ha! good luck to the men fathering
          you ever find it easier
to pet casts, and cage tigers?!
              fuck me...
my shatten is soliloquy central...
           i drink to excess and
listen to excess erotica latex porn
      and then? do nothing about it...
i like cinema...
                         fuck me...
a fetish for leather that extends
past a condom...
    i would have asked her sincere self:
can we drop the condom
so that i might attire myself
in gimp?
      she evidently replied
a no with her 19 years of existence...
oh... under-baked apple pie
my dear...
            ha ha!
           no, i have more cherries
to pick, i''m beyond stalking some famous grimace...
you are here           .

and i?

                                           .              am here...

who needs the excess of
quasi-journalistic coverage anyway?
           that transitioning harem
of rock stars...
     like Kafka said:
i'll be waiting for something
i never had,
and missing it,
            by never having touched
a peek behind the curtain...

   i'll wait... for what i could never have...
and within the confines
of what i could never have,
          i'll settle for what i can already, have.

kate beckinsale & anne hathaway
can speak the name matthew
all day long, and i won't mind...
      would i be the one following them?
         taxi counts...
                 fucking crows that
croak mid-flight count...
           the number of canadian geese
in b-54 formation
migrating come mid-autumn...

          geek without the cartoons...
push me...
   keep pushing...
     i want the shove
and the shitty wording of auto-suggestive
courting of -

              thank you...
i'd rather stalk my own shadow...
looking out for the plot-line of
an eased out turd doing the olympic
gold medal dive into
the crapper pool,
via analyzing the shadow of plop
pop gold...

        zero splash...

                a fucking harmonium
on the neck of a Polish teenager,
traveling on a Warsaw tram
      to reach a girl who...
              was counting petals,
and the worth(s) of considering
the concise surmount of love...

             yeah... next time?
i'll be the one used to invigorating
the stance on stalking
one's own shadow...
because i fidget...
i get all jerky...
                  the hype instigator
   fucking a woman
like a piston of a car's momentum...

               does it really matter?
i thought the Madonna-Whore complex
wasn't a man-"thing"?
   if man owns the Freudian Oedipus
  does man also have to lend in his
strap-on dictum for the
Madonna-Whore complex?
              that's not a wholly woman "thing"?
she's doesn't own that
   it's man's fault?!

             i know the Rastafarian Putin
isn't rasp -
but you know that Israeli whores
are better than the Russian ones...
so the story goes...

               which kinda explains...
impotent with women trapped
within the Madonna-Whore complex...
with Bulgarian prostitutes?
a limp dick only, and only when
i forgot to trim my pubic hair,
my Eden...

  i have the Oedipus complex...
am i also responsible for
the Madonna-Whore complex?!
                        you sure that women
are not supposed to attend to question
this trans-schizophrenic,
   squint / split /

                   prior mothers,
that prerequisite motherhood
with the basis of whoring themselves...

   the Madonna-Whore complex
is outside the realm of the male constraint /
castration of rules...

   i already mentioned it...
i couldn't be circumcised...
   protruding veins, that met at the zenith
of the foreskin...
if they circumcised me...
        i would have bled to death...
the, "crime" of masturbation is
a lot easier to handle...
   if you haven't been circumcised...

   circumcision is a motivational tactic...
you are... technically... not allowed
to masturbate once you've been
               you're free, to jerk off...
if you haven't been circumcised...
as a male...
            no problem...
problem of masturbation comes...
when you persist in the act...
but you don't actually possess the excess
skin, that might allow you
the prime, solipsistic act...

masturbation is worth a justified critique...
ONLY, and only IF...
you've been circumcised...
sorry if you have...
           notably because?
your priest isn't a rabbi...
and there's no fiddler on the roof
matchmaker song
to boot.

oh no, there's no problem with the act
of masturbation...
  but there is... if you have been
    during intercourse i used to pull my foreskin
  and fuck with an unsheathed

      but in private?
the foreskin was rolled back on,
to counter the imitation of experiencing anal
sex... with a clenched fist.

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