hormones & phonemes

he goes to the babe and kisses herrrr… for her dumbness and huge eyeballs… as he kissed her and then kissed me… with that darting little tongue …and meanwhile I am thinking about

asymmetry, its essentiality, the asymmetry of a face giving it naturalness

those photos of faces made to be perfectly symmetrical: they looked like monsters

there can be asymmetry with a balance more perfect than symmetry?

as the golden light reflects off of a perfect ankle, I notice I am the sun and the golden light comes from me, and fills me back up with the golden light I am emitting

cool as a mint in bright winter

full of hormones and phonemes

a piece of laughter staying at the front of my head
as protection