Brief Interviews With Hideous Men

by David Foster Wallace

frantic pistons,

There are limp old pink petals that shake as she lunges at blind sound.

Stopping for the towel means talking and talking means thinking. You have decided being scared is caused mostly by thinking.

When it all turns out to be different you should get to think. It should be required.

There’s been time this whole time. You can’t kill time with your heart. Everything takes time. Bees have to move very fast to stay still.

The coins crack into new moons, long shards of light from the hearts of sad stars.

secure.

Duct tape mouth?

seasoned cherry.

what are we trying to say to ourselves in so many ways?’

Do you understand? That I’m trying as hard as I can to love you? That I’m terrified I can’t love?

do not force myself on them in any way. I am not a Lothario. I know what the contract is about, and it is not about seduction, conquest, intercourse, or algolagnia.

Such penetration, of course, requires time only when there is [f.f.] resistance.

Underthings are always last.

‘See you as a thing,

“Polioerotic Joysuit”

IN DAYS OF OLD WHEN MEN WERE BOLD AND WOMEN WEREN’T INVENTED THEY ALL DRILLED HOLES IN ROADSIDE POLES AND STOOD THERE QUITE CONTENTED[,]

noon-colored

Rhythms are relations between what you believe and what you believed before.

The hall is dark behind Day’s glowing row.

The irreal evenness of focus which transforms the painting into what glass in glass’s fondest dreams might wish to be.

‘Windows onto interiors in which all conflicts ha...