Digging inward to find the source of his agony

(2002ish message from the “pussy” wordbowl)

hoards of untamed beasts hustled from out the exaggerated fissure between her legs
the matress, now stained sickly reddish-brown
as his hand smoothly stripped her of her panties
and though she tried to bring her hands to his head he pushed them away
for the first time that night
it lay waiting, mute, tranquil for seconds at a time, only to suddenly resume the inexorable tortures

Digging inward to find the source of his agony

Raw Words for the “Pussy” Wordbowl

You print these, tear ’em up with one phrase per scrap of paper, then “blow” (or pick, or pour) a wordbowl message for yourself. They weren’t all obscene…this bowl is, though.

And what would it be like to fuck?
She blushed.
girls like Indelible Julie Jane, from camp, from Sunday school
roll their eyes and show their tongues

her barefoot
her in cotton
girls I want to fuck but won’t
there are girls I want to fuck but won’t
pussy in my dreams
nothing more

me smoking a Camel Light
girls who are girlfriends to my friends who want to fuck me more than they want to fuck their boyfriends,
who are my friends
pussy in my hair
pussy diamond
Perhaps someday I will again have the opportunity to fuck Kirsten Whirley from camp.
her in cotton
I want to fuck Kirsten Whirley from camp.
Chad saying, “It’s all about running down the street screaming naked with a board.”
Why wouldn’t I fuck Katie Spencer?
Would it be awkward, after being friends?
my mother
I wouldn’t fuck Julie White, because she’s older than me.
what is that?
twilight pussy
nothing more

I thought she was sexy.
I can feel soft baby powder between her legs, cool exterior
I wouldn’t fuck Tuesday Walker, because she’s married.
She pulled her pants up quickly.

hours before, downstairs
I saw her on the bus recently.
twilight pussy
She blushed.
Julian saying, “If anyone’s going to get some tonight it’s that lucky son of a bitch.”
The same thing happened to me sophomore year in high school.

My eyes followed her hands down her legs and around her panties.
girls who make me salivate by wearing just sock feet at the office
pussy in my hair
nothing more
She didn’t annoy me at all and I still want to fuck her.
pussy pussy
girls who are girlfriends to my friends who want to fuck me more than they want to fuck their boyfriends,
who are my friends
and always turn away

pussy I can smell on my sheets, on my fingers
love
Chanel No. 5 at Chad’s house
She blushed.
I want to fuck my roommate’s girlfriend.
I liked fucking Kirsten Whirley from camp.
her clothes on the bed
her in feathers

we discuss a boy she likes, and I am not jealous, but horny
Julian and I thinking of our girlfriends
I wouldn’t fuck Jessica Rabbit, because she’s pregnant. And she’s married.
nothing more
her getting the paper in a man’s bathrobe
pussy in my hair
my mother
girls from the past

hold
her in feathers
Julian and I continuing to drink
the drink on the floor
Katherine from California flirting with me
twilight pussy
pussy lickin’ good

girls I want to fuck more than my girlfriend
when they come over to my house

She didn’t annoy me at all and I still want to fuck her.
fucking him
him fucking her
pussy diamond

passing out on the couch
I don’t smoke, and you can’t smoke in California.

And what would it be like to fuck?
married pussy
girls at work who are married
her in a suit

She blushed.
those girls who play chase in their cars and spy through rear-view mirrors
I melt, harden, salivate
girls who are married to my friends

falling
Girls who I have kissed but nothing more.
girls at work who are married
Would it be scary to remove the protection of distance, to submit to possibility inherent?
I thought she was sexy.
I did fuck Kirsten Whirley from camp.
When we were done her shirt had come untucked and before tucking it back in she unzipped her pants
and wriggled them down a little.
She pulled her pants up quickly.

pussy in my hair
The same thing happened to me sophomore year in high school.
Chanel No. 5 moaning
drunk Chanel No. 5’s sexy unresponsive body
furnace, jungle within

her getting the paper in a man’s bathrobe
her in bed with me
breathing deeply through my nose, smelling her

Chanel No. 5 squealing
us toasting the dude on acid running down the street screaming naked with a board
nylon shorts with cotton panties underneath
I thought that was sexy.
Perhaps someday I will have the opportunity to fuck Ashley Whitehead, who everyone hates.
She sat next to me in math class in seventh grade, and she annoyed me, but I would have fucked her
then and I would fuck her now, if the opportunity presented itself.

Julian and I thinking of our girlfriends
She was wearing red panties.
I saw her on the bus recently.

passing out on the couch
And what would it be like to fuck?
Would it be scary to remove the protection of distance, to submit to possibility inherent?
I can feel soft baby powder between her legs, cool exterior
girls who are too young for sex
girls in the movies

girls who are too young for sex
nylon shorts with cotton panties underneath
roll their eyes and show their tongues
I did fuck Kirsten Whirley from camp.
pussy
I liked fucking Kirsten Whirley from camp.
I want to fuck Indelible Julie Jane.
She blushed.

Katherine from California flirting with me
Chanel No. 5 begging
She sat next to me in math class in seventh grade, and she annoyed me, but I would have fucked her
then and I would fuck her now, if the opportunity presented itself.
Julian saying that Katherine from California probably wants to fuck me
show me their panties up their shorts
I don’t smoke, and you can’t smoke in California.
drunk Chanel No. 5’s sexy unresponsive body

a thousand times drive her home platonic
girls from the past
I want to fuck my roommate’s girlfriend.

nonchalantly say later
Julian saying, “If anyone’s going to get some tonight it’s that lucky son of a bitch.”
I want to fuck Indelible Julie Jane.
Chanel No. 5 begging
pussy lickin’ good

Chanel No. 5 at Denny’s
Chanel No. 5 pulling Mark down on top of her
watching her unzip jeans, adjust bra, pull on t-shirt, nylon Umbros
meditating on every part covered or revealed
I wouldn’t fuck Indelible Julie Jane.
And what would it be like to fuck?

I melt, harden, salivate
smooth legs
her clothes on the floor
teach her what I know

listen
She blushed.
standing up
And what would it be like to fuck?
I thought she was sexy.

Raw Words for the “Pussy” Wordbowl

Pussy in tight shorts, soccer shorts

(2002ish message from the “pussy” wordbowl)

slicing it with thirsy fangs which joined somewhere in the middle of her tissues
invite me to lunch alone
I can turn the Zen on with a lightswitch
what is that?
some dude on acid running down the street screaming naked with a board
the drink in her hand
passing out on the front porch
And find my lips forming your words
Fear is whatever I am not prepared for.
Julian and I continuing to drink

Pussy in tight shorts, soccer shorts

Word Bowl::All

[958354331]
nylon shorts with cotton panties underneath
for a while he continued his vacuous painting

[958354340]
girls in magazines
and his soul broken.
boring as deeply as she could

[958354349]
sinking face and shoulders deep within the sordid clay
mark undressing her
looking into her lifeless eyes for a last tim
I don’t smoke, and you can’t smoke in California.
Driving to the summit
love
Mark getting to fuck drunk Chanel No. 5
In this new place, we are forgotten and safe

[958354363]
the gateway to infernal torment
detachedly override lust for friendship
the exhibition of a flesh-walker
a thousand times drive her home platonic
but it altered into friendship before anything happened
teach her what I know
that flickers like the fire over your trembling face
her getting the paper in a man’s bathrobe
waking night slid its curling rays round the edges of the blinds
When August came, I had been a fool
I can not recall the order of my travels
striking fiery granite’s razor edge
Most things are like this:

[958354393]
a girl so friend she changes her clothes in front of me and doesn’t flinch
bracing her skull with his hands
Curiously strong
straddling the corpse
Driving to the summit
me wanting to fuck Katherine from California
And place you in my silence
Chanel No. 5 flirting with me

[958354413]
an eternal expansion
hold
Chanel No. 5 kissing Mark
And quite alright

[958354419]
She blushed.
accepting the blessings like the student of a theif
her eyes catching after the show during intermission in the hallway of our apartments
Amy was a muse of sadness
Fear is whatever I am not prepared for.
I wouldn’t fuck Tuesday Walker, because she’s married.
it grew with horrifying speed

[958447893]
She was angry that I had to leave her
Sometimes I would fall anxious on my pride
like girls I go to Sunday school with
gripping her long hair fully in both hands
they made eye contact
Chanel No. 5 squealing

[958447936]
I would love to have the opportunity to fuck Cory Caswell.
I was angry that I could not leave
being inbetween them
This is why I cannot hear her
I wouldn’t fuck Jessica Rabbit, because she’s pregnant. And she’s married.
pussy in tight shorts, soccer shorts

[958508507]
falling
Our hips moved in Salsa like yesterday’s dream
tempting pussy
She understood so much that I never saw her again
These lessons completed

[958623994]
girls from history
I stood smokeless in Lyons
her getting the paper in a man’s bathrobe
Sienna wore her jeans with the button unbuttoned and the resulting flaps safety-pinned open.
girls who like to have splintery wood slapped across their ass
And quite alright
her in bed with me

Word Bowl::All

Word Bowl::Julian::In Order Of Years

[958354442]
And when we touch,
Hover over the watchful fingers
And a whisper of secrets
Like she trembled when I kissed her there
And I was afraid to leave this house

[958441045]
Of just glancing at her movements
I could not betray what I knew I had begun
Somehow, we always are sitting in this place
Amy could not get me to dance

[958441049]
And find my lips forming your words
Sometimes I would fall anxious on my pride

[958441052]
Tess was a marvelous self betrayor
I did not tell it what to do
Before God threw stones at my car
I was silently and watching…he was going to kill me if I said.
And asked me to leave
drifting
I had actually met Todd at Hauer music in Dayton, the day Mike Lynch broke my guitar string.
I wouldn’t bother myself with saving her

[958441058]
I did not expect what I asked for
let this be my name
There were four moments of her loving
I stood smokeless in Lyons

[958441061]
I had no money
Because you know her face
even my mind was silent
Amy was to seek her fortune and her child
The Quest was formed By My Choice
And you see how it ends
I am broken
I stood smokeless in Lyons

[958441070]
whose flesh is anxious
even my mind was silent

[958441074]
I will say as I said I have done
Tess was a marvelous laughter
Across the delicate fabric
I did not expect what I asked for
Like she trembled when I kissed her there
And place you in my silence
I could not smile when I left my home

[958441078]
Watching specks of energy fly about our faces
I did not know that strings could be replaced.
In the high streets of her home
and our commoness
Of your timidity
Brooke and I were standing over Gemorrah
Tess was a marvelous self betrayor
I cannot promise to remember your name

[958586174]
Who I was to marry
Tess was a marvelous self betrayor
She asked that I ask her nothing
Of just watching her
“Holographic thinkers,” Todd said. I looked aside the windows wind to watch him drive. “Sparks,” I breathed.
These are my rites of passage
And I never expected to kiss her.
There were four moments of her loving
Back at your swinging bachelor pad.
She asked that I simply lie there
I did not expect to go crazy
I will love as I say I have loved
whose flesh is anxious
Trembling branches
even my mind was silent
I do not recall the seconds of my travels
Never meeting you at all.
There was nothing that we did not do
And you can sit down,
Tonight
Just like you remember her…
And my fear your forgetting
Our hips moved in Salsa like yesterday’s dream
Across the delicate fabric
And your name

[958586180]
I did not know that strings could be replaced.
Like so many smells that remind me
Tonight
I was angry that I could not leave
Just like in the dream
Neither star nor amber fortune
Stitching fabric by the lake

Word Bowl::Julian::In Order Of Years

Word Bowl::MT::Pussy

[958447559]
us toasting the dude on acid running down the street screaming naked with a board
girls in the movies
a thousand times discuss Jim with her
Chanel No. 5 drunk as though she’d been dipped in it, soaked in it
what is that?
I want to fuck Indelible Julie Jane.

[958447585]
girls like Indelible Julie Jane, from camp, from Sunday school
girls in books
the drink on the floor
boyfriends who know that their girlfriends want to fuck me more than them
Julian and Matt hearing this from downstairs
me imagining fucking drunk Chanel No. 5.
Chanel No. 5 unzipping Mark’s jeans
her in bed with Mark

[958447616]
I thought she was sexy.
pussy pussy

[958447622]
her slight smile
Julian saying that Katherine from California probably wants to fuck me
me wanting to fuck Katherine from California

[958447634]
me sitting behind sober Chanel No. 5 in a theater one time
drunk Chanel No. 5’s sexy unresponsive body
Chanel No. 5 unzipping Mark’s jeans
but while my face and actions lie the lightning stirs in my loin
twilight pussy

[958447648]
her in nothing
detachedly override lust for friendship
I would love to have the opportunity to fuck girls I went to elementary school and middle school with.
me wanting to fuck Katherine from California
She pulled her pants up quickly.
us toasting the dude on acid running down the street screaming naked with a board
me sitting behind sober Chanel No. 5 in a theater one time
She was wearing red panties.

[958447669]
hours before, downstairs
pussy lickin’ good
me imagining fucking drunk Chanel No. 5.
Julian saying that Katherine from California probably wants to fuck me
girls like Amelia Earhart, or Emily Dickenson
I can feel soft baby powder between her legs, cool exterior
Making eye contact with Chanel No. 5 as Mark led her upstairs.
pussy pussy

[958447684]
us toasting the dude on acid running down the street screaming naked with a board
Mark handing Chanel No. 5 another beer an hour ago.
girls I want to fuck but won’t
I wouldn’t fuck Tuesday Walker, because she’s married.
girls in magazines
her in bed with Mark

[958447702]
Why wouldn’t I fuck Katie Spencer?
love
pussy diamond
falling

[958447710]
a thousand times drive her home platonic
I melt, harden, salivate
drunk Chanel No. 5’s sexy unresponsive body
I wouldn’t fuck Katie Spencer.
girls who make me salivate by wearing just sock feet at the office
nonchalantly say later
I thought she was sexy.

[958447729]
girls at work who are married
Julian saying that Katherine from California probably wants to fuck me
phantoms of pussy

[958447735]
nonchalantly say later
her eyes catching after the show during intermission in the hallway of our apartments
meditating on every part covered or revealed
girls who roll naked on white carpet with their legs spread
love
the drink in her hand
Chanel No. 5

[958447939]
phantoms of pussy
I wouldn’t fuck Julie White, because she’s older than me.
We got to see her panties, and I could see the slit where her panties touched her pussy lips.
Katherine from California flirting with me
I want to fuck my roommate’s girlfriend.
me imagining fucking drunk Chanel No. 5.
I want to fuck Indelible Julie Jane.
She has red hair.

[958508519]
girls I go to high school with
pussy in tight shorts, soccer shorts
I wouldn’t fuck Chanel No. 5, even though I want to.
She was wearing red panties.
I wouldn’t fuck Jennifer Harrison, because she’s a Christian.

[958623986]
girls like Amelia Earhart, or Emily Dickenson
nonchalantly say later
I wouldn’t fuck Julie White, because she’s older than me.
Why wouldn’t I fuck Katie Spencer?
boyfriends who know that their girlfriends want to fuck me more than them
I wouldn’t fuck Sarah Bannister, because she’s afraid of relationships.
there are girls I want to fuck but won’t
girls who like to have splintery wood slapped across their ass

Word Bowl::MT::Pussy