Geert Lovink on Tue, 4 Feb 97 09:18 MET |
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>From [email protected] Tue Jan 28 03:22:19 1997 pps www.thing.net/thingnyc/ -- the eview wiv doll yoko @join doll yoko You enter deep doll space zero. doll yoko swims up from crater mud pond of dead girls. She places her moss damp lips on yours and kisses you tenderly. Her pale hands perform gentle inquisitions upon your fleshform as she haunts your imagination, bruising your skin with her words. gash ripped split bleeding slit ice in her veins totally fucked up on bad E screen dump <its over baby and you know it> He fucks her as if she were already dead, shoving into her sweet rotting mango flesh. cunts smooth as mirrors reflect her terminal gaze taking her silver blade she cuts a line real fast real slick fresh young slit mirror site tight river boys wail: shes dying man, whos gonna kill us now? whos gonna fuck our pretty corpses? whos gonna suck our cooling dicks? genderfuckmebaby says: sex and sudden death is totally too boring shu lea says: all animals are sad after fucking orphan slut snarls: the only good slit is a dead slit - shut your slit bitch and get on with it petrol_hed says: boring sex life of an infidel snakeboy retracts his forked tongue and keeps silent profanity declares: laws are made by men who fuck their daughters Madame.de.Clairwil yawns loudly a pack of hungry ghosts hovers over the bridge of winter dreams whispering: all history is pornography whispering: trust no-one whispering: to kill is to forget whispering: a doll is forever whispering: all women are ghosts and should rightly be feared doll yoko, ghost girl tender and dirty, claws her way out of ragged gash skin. She slithers through the slit, translucent grey tentacles teasing her momma's lips. Eyes soft watering holes, ghost ponds, sad salty holes. Sour plum lips. Octopus in her cunt, giving doll formidable grasp on human nature. doll is the infinite spaciousness of zero, haunted by deep doll hunger and the impossible. eagles swooping over river, mountains surround paper red lanterns line impossible narrow laneways old man in bath-house peers through bamboo blind, touching himself to luminous gaijin display sailormoon softmoan pantyporn peepshow in every convenience store cocks permanently soft with self disgust mothers fuck sons while husbands go down on their daughters incest to neon pain pachinko surround sound pork fat pig piss demon stirs cauldron with shovel doll baby born of charcoal demon in filthy ramen bar on edge of floating world she's a ghost but she doesn`t know it damage courting danger doll rides subway seduces softskin school boys mangahard in prussian uniforms she`s a 7-11 ghost girl, a modern convenience doll plays with wealthy wives who never suspect she`s a cunt her exquisite stiff formed from the dreams of mad women she`s a salary ghost ghosting for a living doll plays with crones` sagging sento bellies, taking their wispy secret hair between her stay-sharp serrated teeth, tugging insistently until the old women`s fingers stray, remembering the future, dreaming the impossible soft accidents, haunted fucks holding breath doll dives deep into snow pond brown stem like forest mushroom held firmly in pale hand blood sharp knife cuts oysters from luscious salty bed sea demon doll hole sailor moon slow surface taste stempearls on moss zero swallows one one becomes three demon eats ghost ghost drinks moon lips touch lips skin codes skin stemmoon in ghostgash again deep doll space a ghost never tires and a doll is forever haunt me fuck me again, and again -- * distributed via nettime-l : no commercial use without permission * <nettime> is a closed moderated mailinglist for net criticism, * collaborative text filtering and cultural politics of the nets * more info: [email protected] and "info nettime" in the msg body * URL: http://www.desk.nl/~nettime/ contact: [email protected]