baltz waltz
ball imagery everywhere. wow. i just got a clipping from a magazine a friend pulled out for me that affirms my theory. ball imagery is all the rage. for me it started with tell me you love me on hbo. lots of balls right away, flashes of penis but really ball shots, from-the-back type shots, creatively concealing dick but revealing balls. dick makes things like way too x-rated or something like it’s against the law, but balls get around the law. and the from-the-back shot is more getting around the law, the penis.
i saw eastern promises and that is notorious for the naked fight scene at the end. viggo mortensen, a specimen rolling around in a nude knife fight. and ballz, everywhere. behind the back shots, short curved knives like eastern penises and quick teasing flying ballz. gruesome and i couldn’t look away.
i say ballz like da bullz, da bearz, ballz.
there was also this story i read written by another friend. i was just discussing the ball rage with him some minutes before and he hands me the story he had been working on. smack in the middle, ballz. a consideration of ballz, the protagonist mulling em over in the shower, one thought of as alien-like, wizened.
maybe it should be baltz, like waltz.
and now this clipping from time out new york, their sex issue. they rate hi-res porn and the classic dvd wins out cuz who wants high-res balls and pimples and hairs and shit. the pull quote said something about “high-resolution balls were the deal breaker.” i could see how that could be misconstrued as anti-baltz too but that would be wrong, they’re just pro-blurry baltz.
most of these balls in the ball trend of today are just whizzing by. there’s no pause or close-up in tell me you love me or eastern promises, none of the historical treatment of bressesses, the gaze fixed on those twins. that’s the beauty of the baltz nowadays. they’re ever elusive. dangled before you and gone before you can reach out and stroke em. my friend who gave me the clipping would say lick em but it’s not his blog. right now i’m saying stroke em. the world outside the blog can add or remove whatever detail.
i saw eastern promises and that is notorious for the naked fight scene at the end. viggo mortensen, a specimen rolling around in a nude knife fight. and ballz, everywhere. behind the back shots, short curved knives like eastern penises and quick teasing flying ballz. gruesome and i couldn’t look away.
i say ballz like da bullz, da bearz, ballz.
there was also this story i read written by another friend. i was just discussing the ball rage with him some minutes before and he hands me the story he had been working on. smack in the middle, ballz. a consideration of ballz, the protagonist mulling em over in the shower, one thought of as alien-like, wizened.
maybe it should be baltz, like waltz.
and now this clipping from time out new york, their sex issue. they rate hi-res porn and the classic dvd wins out cuz who wants high-res balls and pimples and hairs and shit. the pull quote said something about “high-resolution balls were the deal breaker.” i could see how that could be misconstrued as anti-baltz too but that would be wrong, they’re just pro-blurry baltz.
most of these balls in the ball trend of today are just whizzing by. there’s no pause or close-up in tell me you love me or eastern promises, none of the historical treatment of bressesses, the gaze fixed on those twins. that’s the beauty of the baltz nowadays. they’re ever elusive. dangled before you and gone before you can reach out and stroke em. my friend who gave me the clipping would say lick em but it’s not his blog. right now i’m saying stroke em. the world outside the blog can add or remove whatever detail.
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