June 2006

 

SEX ME NOT.

 

Exploring accessible bodies…

A piece about body meetings and body meanings,

about pleasure and consumerism,

about how to articulate and justify intensity,

about how to become private and “shareable”,

a piece about collective commitments,

about shared intimacy,

about the anatomy and mechanism of the surrender.

 

PENETRATION

 

“Sorry I am superficial, I like penetration”

 

I want to penetrate your blue eyes with my green eyes

I want to penetrate your questions with my surrender

I want to penetrate your gaze with my smell

I want to penetrate your red shirt with the curiosity of my hands

I want to penetrate your judgments with my strongest erection

I want to penetrate your trousers with my voice

I want to penetrate your chair with the power of my imperfection

I want to penetrate your ass with my Saturday’s tennis racket

I want to penetrate your happiness with my cellulites

I want to penetrate the length of your skirt with the shortest of my fantasies

I want to penetrate your crossed legs with 11 of my questions

I want to penetrate your future with my desires

I want to penetrate your embarrassment with my arrogance

I want to penetrate your need of answers with my exhaustion

I want to penetrate your mouth with my generosity

I want to penetrate your menstruation with my vampire fantasies

I want to penetrate your potentiality of being a mother with my Sunday mornings

I want you to penetrate my space with the urgency of your presence

I want you to penetrate my eyes with the full attention of your desire

I want you to penetrate my intestines with the proteins of your tears

I want you to penetrate my vagina with at least 6 of your fingers

I want you to penetrate Vondelpark with my body naked over one of your shoulders

I want you to penetrate my belief in a better future with your pessimism

I want you to penetrate my heart with other fucking love song

I want you to penetrate the flexibility of my promises with the strength of your demands

I want you to penetrate my tongue with the flavour of your white surrender

I want you to penetrate my comfort with your empty passport

I want you to penetrate my scarf with your pain

I want you to penetrate my inability to meet interesting people with your telephone number…