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Pornography


Notes: This text was originally published in: Shifter Magazine 16 special issue on Pluripotential. Edited by Sreshta Rit Premnath & Warren Neidich

They agreed to begin a collaborative project. They had nothing but their good looks. They would make a pornographic movie. DO YOU
WANT TO EAT MY HEART They each had different motives. But they all converged A SWEET DREAM. IN ONE BODY It would play in every
theater. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME There was no plot. A trailing red silk dress. A
trailing fingernail. In real time. SHE IS BREATHING HARD EXHAUSTED CRAWLING ON THE FLOOR Demand, demand, demand. WHITE WALL
AND BLACK HOLE A list of names. Call and response. A list of numbers. YOU BE HIM AND I’LL BE HER Machine BROTHER AND SISTER. Menstrual pain SLIPS OF THE TONGUE A bee sting. WHO ARE YOU/ WHAT DO YOU WANT? Cracked mirror. STRIP SHOW you hate him and I’ll hate her. SHE BITES HER NAILS AGE NAME LOCATION SEX The moment in DENIAL. DO YOU WANT TO LICK MY WOUNDS please pay
attention. FILMSET CAMERAS ACTORS They walked through the nursery. DO YOU REMEMBER YOUR FIRST OBJECT no. A series. THE DIRECTOR FUCK YOUR GAZE take off your mask. Trash. SHORT-CIRCUIT. Line. SPEED. Gas. INVADER FUCK MY CUNT I FEEL disgusted.

PICTURE IN THE PAPER tick-tick-tick. THE WAY THINGS ARE THE WAY THEY MADE THEM bones. ON TELEVISION: ALGORITHIMS: ted is in love with alice, jeff OTHER DESIRES systems people LIES GAMES SCARS TATOOES who the fuck are you? ON GREYSCALE TELEVISION twister CIRCE sorceress WAR MAKES THE STATE MAKES WAR DISSENTING CHORUS white black rainbow SHE TIES HIS HANDS WITH ELECTRICIAN’S TAPE JERICHO ROSE LA. SHE IS HAVING A BABY cologne HER BELLY IS SWELLING She is playing with matches HAMBURG SALZBURG HEIDELBERG A hotel bathroom.

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A PRODUCTION OFFICE SOMEWHERE He is talking on the phone. AN ACID CITY X THREADS THROUGH THE SCENE the silence you don’t
know BLACK HOLE WHITE WALL wire rose YOUR THIRST FOR LOVE YOUR BLACK AND BLUE MOODS your finger on my pulse. A.Z.T.E.K. WHO KNOWS WHERE THE TIME GOES tracing lines IN LONDON from the river to the clock DIAMOND DOGS writhing in pleasure and pain she’s wanted NOW WE SHOOT ANOTHER ANGLE screaming birds INTO THE NIGHT laws of the market laws of pleasure A CD theatre, flashing lights bel canto CRAWLING-DRIVES Snow falling gently DRUNKEN ANGEL staring at the ceiling MOVING minotaur-machine. ‘’WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME he felt
like such a FUCKING ASSHOLE!’’ Sheer imbalance.

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SHE BEGINS KEEPING A DOSSIER ON HERSELF the radio KRRKzzkrksskrrrkkszzkrrkrr. A CRACK A flash of lightning. Some bored stars. She wakes up. She stares into space. AMOK.