toca-te a ti eu toquei-me, toco-me
em vez de ti. dou-te tudo menos o toque. esse é meu e é denso e é verdade.
a verdade é ver, o toque é nosso.
you touch yourself i touched me, i touch me/instead of you. i give you everything minus the touch. that one is mine and it is dense and it is true./ the truth is seeing, the touch is ours.
touch appears to lose boundaries when not seen.
touch touch touch much better when not seen.
stop looking where you are going !! touch the gum on the floor,
you would only do it once anyways
there is need in needing,
but needing is not self-explanatory. not a gratuitous concept.
i need i need i need
i will count the i's in this text i consider prose,
and turn them to you.
would you sit in the same position if it brought you something you didn't know before.
have you seen the wall next to you it wants some contact.
leaning on a wall is safer than sitting on a chair.
when you read 'i need' i wonder what you think.
what do you not need i ask as well.
negatives carry more weight than positives.
cut yourself away from the image you'll see how lighter it feels.
but i do not suggest,
i give you my hand, yours won't be taken away if you hold on. (and i selfishly let you in)
i eat the hand. it is mine now (no punctuation)
ive used agency there for the first time,
agency is to not be paper, but putting on paper is a different story.
becoming the paper while having agency is the desire.
one on one perfect fit,
if you were a cup, and your insides would be water, do you think if someone poured you out,
when you'd come in again there would be enough space for the now two of you?
i touch myself as
i touch you
come inside, your fingers carry weight.
one finger is a body but you are as well
i give you mine
cut them off
no thought of touch without the means.
retract the means you'll find the end somehow.
i've reached it, with this document i retract.
i go backwards.
i find the means
touch touch touch
what is the point of contact if there is any at all
i ask. i ask you.
i have no answer for this, for the one i find is not bringing me pleasure.
i want the pleasure i seek to come from you.
too much work for it to be for me ( and it isn't i tell you)
toca-me, toco-te eu a ti em vez
touch me, i touch you and i to you instead
in turn of the other i will step
no one comes forward
(really no one comes forward)
i will take your turn
i will be the weight and the paper