we all, just .. get tired .. do drawings all day snow on the ground, kneel in the snow, on a table, legs cut down to lie flat on the snow .. no .. that would be crazy

This first picture, oh the frantic pushy tongue kissing, ah the picture the female figure she looks distraught scared flustered ah could be either of them just life “deepness” you know, hard to get anywhere – sex, kissing is seen as ultimate, like chocolates, like not talking, like not braving that fucking bullshit of even attempting to talk, great mystery.

I mean no one has instructions you hear of no instructions you don’t want to hear “it’s just a given” “you took care of it, you grew up, you took care of it, you know how to do it” “everyone knows how to do it” .. it’s tiresome, the missing instructions, no one can ever come up with any

Missing us, off the page, out of reach of whatever lights are there for photography, life’s position, brain lights, person lights, inside lights, getting farther and farther away, in us, as us, what are we

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Second picture, ah scratchy lines, inspire some words

Help us we are stuck I want to see it odd fling and fuzzy out of control barely expressing

Nice picture

There, there, nice doggie

Don’t bite me

Lie down with me communicate with me

Other human

So far away on this

Breathing

Close by, anywhere some