Queer

to belong; to a place, a thing, a person, an identity. to love, yet to hate; someone, but mostly yourself. to be silent but to speak, in the silence of death; together or all alone. to touch or to be deprived of it, hand on hand, leg over leg. to hesitate or to dare, red or blue, to embrace or to dissolve into infinity. but always to shiver, to shiver, to shiver and to shiver. staring at life like the eye lee leaned against the model apartment door, losing yourself in the void of luca's blue-striped font, and realizing the emptiness you’re lost in is only your own. this is: personal cinema. by the way, that rib's broken.