9/14/2014

Perhaps it is precarity, this need to render labor invisible, because you wouldn’t know he’s at work. For him it is all pleasure (“the pleasure is all mine”). Over and again he says, “So beautiful.” He means it as a compliment but it comes off as pained, painful even. He labors this way & that. So beautiful. He sweats, they writhe, their bodies jiggle. The pleasure is all theirs—so beautiful. If not for the (em)bodied vernaculars, you’d hardly notice he’s sweating over human flesh, so beautiful.

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