in its right place.
2002-11-27 | 11:34 a.m.

(I stole this from Katharine and it amuses me. It is by Curt Andersen.)

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Platonic Love

we dine at Adorno and return to my Beauvoir.

she compliments me on my Bachelard pad.

i pop in a Santayana CD and Saussure back to the couch.

on my way, i pull out two fine Kristeva wine glasses.

i pour some Merleau-Ponty and return the Aristotle to Descartes.

after pausing an Unamuno, i wrap my arm around her Hegel.

her hair smells of wild Lukacs and Labriola.

our small talk expands to include Dewey, Moore and Kant.

i confess to her what's in my Ekhart. we Locke.

by this point, we're totally Blavatsky.

she slips out of her Lyotard and i fumble with my Levi-Strauss.

she unhooks her Buber and i pull off my Spinoza.

i run my finger along her Heraclitus as she fondles my Bacon.

she stops to ask me if i brought any Kierkegaard. i nod.

we Foucalt.

she lights a cigarette and compares Foucalt to Lacan.

i roll over and Derrida.

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