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All the Garbage of the World, Unite! Quotes
All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
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Kim Hyesoon115 ratings, 4.54 average rating, 16 reviews
All the Garbage of the World, Unite! Quotes
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“How scared God must have been
when the woman who ate all the fruit of the tree he'd planted
was cutting out each red body from
between her legs
The sky, the wound that opens every morning
when a red head is cut out
between the fat red legs of the cloud
(Does that blood live inside me?)
(Do I live inside that blood?)
That woman who walks ahead
That woman who walks and rips
with her scorching body her cold shadow
New-born infants swim
inside that woman's mirror her as white as a snow room
the stickysticky slow breaking waves of blood
like the morning sea filled with fish”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
when the woman who ate all the fruit of the tree he'd planted
was cutting out each red body from
between her legs
The sky, the wound that opens every morning
when a red head is cut out
between the fat red legs of the cloud
(Does that blood live inside me?)
(Do I live inside that blood?)
That woman who walks ahead
That woman who walks and rips
with her scorching body her cold shadow
New-born infants swim
inside that woman's mirror her as white as a snow room
the stickysticky slow breaking waves of blood
like the morning sea filled with fish”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
“O
Goodness, I didn't know there were such repulsive holes!
My hairy holes!
Creases of my stomach
Hair-like cilia in my nostrils
Finger-like villi in my small intestine
Pubic hair of love
Hair sprouts up inside the holes and ripples like water plants.
Holes are neatneatly piled inside a steaming stomach.
The wet and most poisonous snakes in the world pant.
Fill us up! Fill us up with the outside!
Delicious outside!
When hair whines like the fingers that reach out towards the refugee-aid bread truck someone picks up a brass instrument and wails at the sky praising the blueness.
Holes of the world, open up your lids and howl!”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
Goodness, I didn't know there were such repulsive holes!
My hairy holes!
Creases of my stomach
Hair-like cilia in my nostrils
Finger-like villi in my small intestine
Pubic hair of love
Hair sprouts up inside the holes and ripples like water plants.
Holes are neatneatly piled inside a steaming stomach.
The wet and most poisonous snakes in the world pant.
Fill us up! Fill us up with the outside!
Delicious outside!
When hair whines like the fingers that reach out towards the refugee-aid bread truck someone picks up a brass instrument and wails at the sky praising the blueness.
Holes of the world, open up your lids and howl!”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
“Salty water
Water hits the water. Water is entangled like a snake. Naked water. Water beats the water to death. Water's fingers slapslap. Water crawls. Water rolls about. Water hardens like metal. Water pours down unable to hold back any longer. Water gets written on the cheeks then flows down behind the ears. Water sits in front of water, they reflect each other, then leave. In the water, the shadows of everyday pile up neatneatly. When the damp mirror dies I will also die—that kind of water.
(Water boiled all day in my mouth)”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
Water hits the water. Water is entangled like a snake. Naked water. Water beats the water to death. Water's fingers slapslap. Water crawls. Water rolls about. Water hardens like metal. Water pours down unable to hold back any longer. Water gets written on the cheeks then flows down behind the ears. Water sits in front of water, they reflect each other, then leave. In the water, the shadows of everyday pile up neatneatly. When the damp mirror dies I will also die—that kind of water.
(Water boiled all day in my mouth)”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
“Have you ever had a bad encounter with a ghost that died in the forest?
The ghost pulls out from its mouth vines that stretch endlessly
and blue tongues dangledangle from the vines
and those tongues chatter all night long
the ghosts are so tirelessly noisy
they leave then return
they come looking for you even when you chase them away
They gripegripe and their sweat splatters over heaven and earth
like the smoke that fills the house on a memorial day
The lake has opened thousands of its mouths and begins to chatter
Who will plug up those red mouths now?
Oh all of heaven and earth is a lake, it's red”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
The ghost pulls out from its mouth vines that stretch endlessly
and blue tongues dangledangle from the vines
and those tongues chatter all night long
the ghosts are so tirelessly noisy
they leave then return
they come looking for you even when you chase them away
They gripegripe and their sweat splatters over heaven and earth
like the smoke that fills the house on a memorial day
The lake has opened thousands of its mouths and begins to chatter
Who will plug up those red mouths now?
Oh all of heaven and earth is a lake, it's red”
― All the Garbage of the World, Unite!
