knots
When strangers meet, they don’t normally talk about forever. The most they will do is go over the perfunctory hellos and how-do-you-dos with as much emotion as ritualized introductions allow. They don’t have an inkling that, later on, they will stain the sheets with sweat, saliva, and other fluids of passion, and by the time it happens, they will have tied more knots than they could ever hope to untie in one lifetime.
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posted by slim whale @ 6:02 AM
21 comments
21 Comments:
after tying so many knots, you no longer are strangers to each other. Are you beginning to talk "forever"? :-)
and the problem begins with the untying. here are the knots, here are my hands not knowing what to do, except, of course, to try to write about it. it has happened to me a few times already, and i should be more cautious or wiser than i was. but still.
Ehrm, I suddenly remembered an e.e. cummings poem:
if strangers meet
life begins-
not poor not rich
(only aware)
kind neither
nor cruel
(only complete)
i not not you
not possible;
only truthful
-truthfully,once
if strangers(who
deep our most are
selves)touch:
forever
(and so to dark)
Better think twice before you commit yourself...
sex is complicated like that when it shouldn't be. for some, it's actually a take-off point. if you remain strangers after that then it should be easy. but the knots? i think they come after the first phonecall hehehe (i have a pink perspective anyway ;-)
"...they will stain the sheets with sweat, saliva, and other fluids of passion"
- somewhat a picturesque description of sex... may I borrow that line?
- I added you in my links BTW.
T_T V
While we meet many strangers, the ones who remain for a lifetime are very few or none at all. You'd be lucky if you find one.
with slim whale, everything is about sex... by default.
by the way, they decided to do asphalt overlays on your star in the walk of fame. order ni bayani. tough luck man.
Like the song "Strangers In The Night", many knots have been tied that way, and untied because of such too.
knots. big scary word.
Woah... Knots aren't supposed to be untied. It ties you to the one you're meant to be with, if you're ready to be tied down, that is...
sorry off-topic, but i just have to say this. tis from your profile page.
"Interests:
performing arts agnosticism atheism macabre literature fiction writing watercolor painting francais deutsche liberal ideas fresh perspectives eating tofu
Favorite Movies:
Les Choristes 400 Coups Swimming Pool City of God european art films Y Tu Mama Tambien LOTR Chocolat Empire of the Sun The Last emperor"
Hmmm. For a moment, I thought I was looking at my own profile. hehe.
BLOGHOPPING. :)
somehow i think i am madly in like with the way you write .
LoL@yoshke =)
knots becoming web?
nakakatakot..
in-love?
well, if you really don't want the knots, you don't have to untie them. just bring out your best pair of scissors, and snip snip snip away!
swords work pretty well, too. there's an old story about this somewhere...
Beautiful.
short and sweet and everything nice.
funny, i've had the same thoughts as fruityoaty when i read this. the great ee cumming's poem "if strangers meet" came to mind. :-)
thanks for dropping by my blog. nice posts u have. babalik ako at magbabasa pa
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