l'après
i went back to my room
after photographing them play three hours, small midsummer festival, six apex goddesses, telepathically sniffing cunts in every image and every moment with them, song after song, pheromones spraying in the august moisture
estrogen surfing rocknroll
after all the gear was loaded out…i was the last to leave, since I was staying on-premises & drove to my room, in a little plywood motel-style building off to the edge of the resort…one other room was occupied just upstairs
i got really high, and masturbated good
my room had a walkin closet with some shelves and large mirror. i pulled in a stool, turned on my soflite and that’s where i did it…i brought in my fuctoys cumirors coconut and cunthirsty craving. full eye contact for whole moments at a time in delicate drawnout fullup selfuc still drenched in yinshakti yonirock groovy basdrum
now withself within this compact space, within this little closed door, smokfilled guitarspace vibrating the building out loud i confessed my need to sip snatch and slipped into out loud cuntthirst and surrendered to my selfcumthirst and mirorlict…said the words out loud wanting to be heard…fucked and thanks for ur' drycym.
i have discovered the profound pleasure of calling out myself musical fullthroated with details…
when i sing out to myself truly im’selflov, say it to nobody but me
hearing selvoice watching selfeyes onto spattered cumiror again to selfcel and then in the half second before my soulbody freely heaves and spurts, I say out loud ‘accept that you thirst for the semen of other men’
i see and hear myself say that where my truth is unmissable and I have little choice but to love accept relax forgiv…
and then imbibe
my mouth and make a point of
swallowing.
no denial possible.
night of wispy sleep welcome breeze
at the same early hour, sun just arising, leaving to go, we had synched into the morning silence, two women in Les Petites, from the other room…we paused in the dim cool air and gazed she and she tomyeyes…i want to knofeel ever delightful truth of understanding…
my female gaze…