MEN CRAVING FOR CHOCOLATE AND THE REST OF ACQUIRED NEEDS, THEY MUSE ON ROMANCE AND REFLECT ON STORIES SO BOUNDLESS, SO DESERVING OF APPROVAL AND PRAISE; MEN WHO WOULD NEVER SHED A TEAR BUT FOR THEIR MOTHERS, THEY SPEAK OF THEIR CHILDHOOD BUT NEVER OF THEIR MOTHERS' BREASTS, MEN UNFOLDING MYSTERIES, MEN CRYING FOR HAVING UNFOLDED THEIR MYSTERIES, MEN SO ALONE, MEN REPULSIVELY AVAILABLE ON THE NEWS, NEVER FOR A WIFE OR A FRIEND, MEN, REFUSING TO DISCUSS WHAT CLOUDS FOUNTAINS STARS AND MOUNTAINS MUST MEAN TO THEM.
WOMEN DANCING IN GRAVEYARDS, FINDING CREATIVE WAYS TO SPEAK OF DEATH ON TRAINS, MASTURBATION IN CATHEDRALS, LOVE IN ALASKA, WOMEN FORGETTING THAT YOU CAN FUCKING FREEZE TO DEATH IN ALASKA, YOU CAN NOT LOVE IN ALASKA; WOMEN WHO CHOOSE TO SPEAK POETRY TO THEIR LOVERS WHEN WATCHING THE SUNSET, WOMEN MISSING OUT ON THE SUNSET, THROWING MOMENTS THEY SHOULD HAVE POSSESSED, WOMEN, ALWAYS PUTTING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIFE FIRST, ANGELS ABANDONING HEAVEN TO WARM AN UNEXISTING NEST, WOMEN SINGING 'HMM' WOMEN SINGING 'YES'.
BOYS RUNNING ALL TOWARDS THE SAME STREET, CALCULATING DAILY SUMMER LIFE LIKE KINGS, BOYS HAVING TO CHOOSE, HATING TO CHOOSE BETWEEN SINGING WITH THE CHOIR OR THROWING THINGS AT PEOPLE OR HOUSES OR DREAMS; BOYS MOCKING DESPAIR, ANY GIVEN ATTEMPT OF EXPRESSING SORROW OR DEFEAT, BOYS DISTANT FROM THEIR MOTHERS AND ANY REMINDER OF HAVING TO CHOOSE WHICH LIFE TO LEAD, BOYS BELONGING TO THE EARTH, NEVER TO YOU OR ME; BOYS THAT FLIRT, BOYS WE LOVE FOR BELIEVING THEY CAN CONQUER AN ORGASMICLESS WORLD.
GIRLS THAT THINK OF HORSES BUT NEVER A PRINCE, GIRLS THAT THINK OF CASTLES BUT NEVER OF LOVE THEREIN, WALKING ON THE TIP OF THEIR TOES LIKE BALLERINAS LIKE DEITIES LIKE MAIDS IN THE WOODS, GIRLS WANTING TO BE PLEASED WANTING TO BE QUEENS, GIRLS THAT GROW EXPECTING LIFE AS BEAUTIFUL AS THEIR CHEEKS, THEIR HAIR LOCKS A MAP FOR THEIR FATHERS TO READ; GIRLS THAT LEARN TO DREAM UNTIL IT HURTS, GIRLS THAT LEAD THE LIFE OF PROSTITUTION, THE ONLY DREAM LEFT IN AN ORGASMICLESS WORLD.
WHO ARE YOU, BEIRUT?
I CAN'T SEE BEIRUT.
WOMEN DANCING IN GRAVEYARDS, FINDING CREATIVE WAYS TO SPEAK OF DEATH ON TRAINS, MASTURBATION IN CATHEDRALS, LOVE IN ALASKA, WOMEN FORGETTING THAT YOU CAN FUCKING FREEZE TO DEATH IN ALASKA, YOU CAN NOT LOVE IN ALASKA; WOMEN WHO CHOOSE TO SPEAK POETRY TO THEIR LOVERS WHEN WATCHING THE SUNSET, WOMEN MISSING OUT ON THE SUNSET, THROWING MOMENTS THEY SHOULD HAVE POSSESSED, WOMEN, ALWAYS PUTTING SOMEONE ELSE'S LIFE FIRST, ANGELS ABANDONING HEAVEN TO WARM AN UNEXISTING NEST, WOMEN SINGING 'HMM' WOMEN SINGING 'YES'.
BOYS RUNNING ALL TOWARDS THE SAME STREET, CALCULATING DAILY SUMMER LIFE LIKE KINGS, BOYS HAVING TO CHOOSE, HATING TO CHOOSE BETWEEN SINGING WITH THE CHOIR OR THROWING THINGS AT PEOPLE OR HOUSES OR DREAMS; BOYS MOCKING DESPAIR, ANY GIVEN ATTEMPT OF EXPRESSING SORROW OR DEFEAT, BOYS DISTANT FROM THEIR MOTHERS AND ANY REMINDER OF HAVING TO CHOOSE WHICH LIFE TO LEAD, BOYS BELONGING TO THE EARTH, NEVER TO YOU OR ME; BOYS THAT FLIRT, BOYS WE LOVE FOR BELIEVING THEY CAN CONQUER AN ORGASMICLESS WORLD.
GIRLS THAT THINK OF HORSES BUT NEVER A PRINCE, GIRLS THAT THINK OF CASTLES BUT NEVER OF LOVE THEREIN, WALKING ON THE TIP OF THEIR TOES LIKE BALLERINAS LIKE DEITIES LIKE MAIDS IN THE WOODS, GIRLS WANTING TO BE PLEASED WANTING TO BE QUEENS, GIRLS THAT GROW EXPECTING LIFE AS BEAUTIFUL AS THEIR CHEEKS, THEIR HAIR LOCKS A MAP FOR THEIR FATHERS TO READ; GIRLS THAT LEARN TO DREAM UNTIL IT HURTS, GIRLS THAT LEAD THE LIFE OF PROSTITUTION, THE ONLY DREAM LEFT IN AN ORGASMICLESS WORLD.
WHO ARE YOU, BEIRUT?
I CAN'T SEE BEIRUT.
It was hard to decipher whether it's a he or a she. There is anger here and anger has always been connected to male energy. But then you remember that in an orgasmicless world women with male energy impress you far more with their sharpness and penetrating presence than men. And you start living in an orgasmicless world once you condemn yourself to finding fire in women and water in men. This piece is a she, this piece is a robot, this piece is Maria from Metropolis.

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