How language is webbed in the senses. Out of sand-blazed brilliance into quirky minds such as his, into touch, taste and fragrance. He thought he'd linger just a bit longer, let the bath take total ho...
I pick up the list of Benji's five favorite books because we've got work to do:Gravity's Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon. He's a pretentious fuck and a liar.Underworld by Don DeLillo. He's a snob.On the Roa...
This is the woman you are inside the life. looking at you, what? i'm more excited than i've been since the first burning nights of adolescent frenzy. excited and confused. i look at you and feel an er...
It's there in your face, all of it, the way it rarely shows in any face. what do i see? something lazy, sexy and insatiable.
I like your mother. you have your mother's breasts.her breasts.great stand-up tits. he said
All plots tend to move deathward. This is the nature of plots. Political plots, terrorist plots, lovers’ plots, narrative plots, plots that are part of children’s games. We edge nearer death every tim...
It's not the sex you think i've had. it's the sex i want. that's what you smell on me. because the more i look at you, the more i know about us both.and the more i want to have sex with you. because t...
I look at you. i know what you are. you are sloppy-bodied, smelly and wet. a woman who was born to sit trapped in a chair while a man tells her how much she excites him. _Eric Packer
Holes are interesting. there are books about holes.
She knows what he means, that they don’t have to touch. the same thing that’s happening to him is happening to her. she doesn’t need to crawl under the table ans suck his dick. too tire to interest ei...
It can't afford to be hard. it won't allow itself psychologically.
Why something and not nothing? why music and not noise?
Days like this. i look at you and feel electric. tell me you don't feel it too._Eric Packer
I want to eat lunch. you want to eat lunch. we're people in the world. we need to eat and talk._Eric Packer
We drove 22 miles into the country around Farmington. There were meadows and apple orchards. White fences trailed through the rolling fields. Soon the sign started appearing. THE MOST PHOTOGRAPHED BAR...
That clean but lonely feeling when there are no other cars. The traffic lights changing just for you.
Sex finds us. sex sees through us. that's why it's so shattering. it strips us of appearances._Eric Packer
Something about the time of year depressed him deeply. Overcast skies and cutting wind, leaves falling, dusk falling, dark too soon, night flying down before you are ready. It's a terror. It's a baren...
You and I. We're here. So might as well.
World is supposed to mean something that's self-contained. but nothing is self-contained.
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