Wednesday, April 27, 2005


My friend is a vegetarian. He juices. He abstains from caffeine.
His bathroom boasts perfumeless aftershave,
non-abrasive facial scrub; soapless soap. He never smiles.
His lover is a professional cello player. She is elegant, eerie:
a mannequin ballerina in a Powell and Pressburger movie.
It is barely possible to imagine them having sex,
and then only in a geometrical way.




CHIMPANZEE
by SIMON INGS


# posted by remotepush @ 12:50 pm
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