Careful, a night set on edge the European tradition of virtuoso and the raw desire to articulate. I pushed them both backward on the bed in the end and each played on, one first try and then another. Soft then on succession thought. The instrument all torso is loved where are held fitting the flown down housemartin with a reed or belying midway uncertainty in tandem the hands, and acts adolescent. A natural vaults a natural development, his farther back barn jacket American and strewn as if spare. Thought soft the crescendo all along saws, neither stroke inward or from the heart except it begins unbecoming building in roomy youth. We have our no, libido, go. Then all limbs arms and loudly I don't want to play down the skillless touch.
From Not Even Then by Brian Blanchfield. Copyright © 2004 by Brian Blanchfield. Reprinted by permission of the University of California Press. All rights reserved.