it tells a thing heard since childhood
a story now common
the kind of words which make you believe this will be love
1:52
A beach story blended with sand and water
in a shell, the sails of a boat
swaying on the edge of the sun
taking away, who knows, our illusions born out of the day before
too often, I’ve been wrecked at sea for not having been able to say
when I should have, with new words,
the sea I was offering to you, for your journeys
I know waves who slowly roll
weaving algae, wind driven by clouds,
who play the color and paint the music
orchestrating the flowers of an aquatic casino
I give you the ocean
so you can remember
the runs in the wind
we used to do together
hoping for love
to be offshore
A beach story blended with sand and water
in a shell, the sails of a boat
swaying on the edge of the sun
1:52
Surprisingly art and beach histories are not so far apart
irritation, caress
an art history in the making… some rubbings
in a film,
by Carolee Schneemann
Fuses
she decided to make love, to him
they’re filmed on a west-coast beach
it feels good
it’s not sex for the camera
they decided to do it
it will be a story of caress
waves on the sand
Her ass on it
Him on her
actually her on him
They do fuck
and…
they’re not unhappy
If I know that
it’s not because I was there
it’s because I’ve seen the film
besides making love to him on beach
She makes the film
Carol, at home
on a video tape
She makes
She makes the film
She scratches everything
She works
She scratches the video tape of her sexual relationship
and then there is the cat
as an intrusion
and them, having sex, are caught in that triangle
the woman
the man
and the cat
an intimacy
at home
She fondles him
hard
Tonight, back at the flat, I watched the film,
and there, naked, I can’t make the difference between him touching her pussy and her touching her cat
Georgia René-Worms
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kRs9CetUFfo
