Work asks me to be interchangeable. Life offers me delay.
Pressure seeks release. Systems pushed too far change state. Ice becomes water. Water becomes steam.
Sex? Promises specificity. This mouth, this thigh, this moment.
No future implied. No improvement charted. Just presence, immediate and irresponsible. There is kindness in irresponsibility. A suspension of the moral economy.
Sweat replaces explanation.
Rhythm replaces justification.
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