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Laughing Medusas

When I write, it's everything that we don't know we can be that is written out of me, without exclusions, without stipulation, and everything we will be calls us to the unflagging, intoxicating, unappeasable search for love. In one another we will never be lacking. ~Helene Cixous "The Laugh of the Medusa"

Saturday, June 26, 2004

Falling Madly 

Maybe there is something to falling madly into lust
It's you and me and well you and me and maybe that's just
fine

I'm thinking that I could fall madly into bed with you
And we would fuck and talk, or not talk- that works too

Tomorrow we can chat
About your thoughts, your views, your strains
Or maybe you could just tell me
How to find my way back to the trains
From here...

Maybe there is something to falling madly into lust
It's you and me no clothes but you and me and maybe that's just
All we need

If you want to whisper sweet nothings I would hear
The nothing that you whisper softly in my ear
If you want me to say your name, I suppose I could do that
Remind me one more time, Bob? Joe? Shawn? Oh I'm sorry, Matt

See I'm thinking I could fall
Madly into bed with you
And we could talk and fuck
Or just fuck - what ya wanna do?

You and me
Forget what they say
Let's fall madly.

~Asherah
posted  @ 4:03 AM

Thursday, June 24, 2004

The Pain Sorrow Forgot 

You called me early this morning
Just to say I was in your dream
And things were like they used to be
But things are never what they seem

You say "We used to be so happy"
But we were bruised, bleeding and battered
You believe I can heal your new wounds
As if the ones I inflicted never mattered

And I know you think you love me
Yes I know you think it's true
But babe you don't really know me
And I'm not gonna teach myself to you

You say you're sorry that you hurt me
And you know this time we'd last
It's just the sadness of your present
Eclipsing the anguish of our past

You remember the days together
You have forgotten the nights alone
I can't force you to remember
You won't learn what I've always known

And I know you think you love me
Yes I know you think it's true
But babe you never really knew me
Even when I taught myself to you

~Asherah
posted  @ 9:31 AM

Monday, June 21, 2004

The Truth Is... 

Maybe I don't really know
How to give in, let go, and fall
Sometimes it feels a new beginning
Would be the ending of it all

All of my building
My struggling to survive
I have never really lived
Just fought to stay alive

But my excuses are running out
I'm reasoning with reason spread thin
The ending is already over
And I'm still hesitating to begin

You see timing is everything
I guard fiercely time I could spare
To give an afternoon to you
Afraid I might lose in moments I share

Let me talk it out
I have reasons, excuses for it all
But the truth is, or could be
I'm afraid to give in, let go and fall

~Asherah
posted  @ 1:41 PM

Eternal Game of the Sexes 

Into my life
Come
My heart and soul
Won
Upon my lips
Press
To my breast
Caress
Into my eyes
Gaze
To my spirits
Raise
Take my hand
Suck
Lay me down
Fuck
Into my ear
Breathe
Out of my life
Leave

- Adetoun
posted  @ 1:14 PM

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