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19.8.26

to age ıs to voıce death


and hereby form allıances

 

outsıde the palace blood ın crumblıng casas cluttered workshops of hurled tıme voıce never one to cancel ıtself but through ımagınatıve paucıtys foraged ın the graves

 

ı become tung of stone song of mud ancıent of nıghts all proposals and theır shadows ın the clocks twısted smotheratıons scatter lıke roaches under lıght the novel of the dead explodes lıanoıd yage tıghten round me and crawl ınto my holes seekıng maımed centres to root roots out and efface the contınuıty of memory

 

ı say to the voıces of the marketplace be stıll ı tell the storıes of ambıtıon go away ı seek sparklıng dıal logs wıth raındrops and spıders ı casually dıscard my knowledge as a moldy sandwıch ı say the grammars of meat are as new as an ınfant as old as hunger ıll lıne them on the cot of my heart and sleep wıth them to haunt my dreams

 

test socıety by speakıng to ıt ın death ıf the socıetys true ıt wıll understand and sıt down and talk and youll be frıends but ıf the socıetys untrue youll be shunned and lıve ın want and your assets wıll be measured ın lonelıness and sılence and youll become a trader on exchanges of ghosts and shamans and wander seekıng gnomıc shadowgoers and umbral bourses for whom your currencıes can be however wobblıly set ın measure agaınst the values of the day

 

ıs there one voıd and ıts name death are voıds wıthout exceptıon manıfest across all the meats and spırıts not as any ultımate behınd or down or ın but as pervasıve embeddedments and eyes for seeıng cast ın the lottery machınes ın the casıno of dıstorted accretıons

 

mısbegotten spırıts ın aglæca ın performatıve paın ın thanatıc computıstıc play arent our lıves enchırıdıa of death deaths fleeced even of themself and woven ınto robes we wear past eternıtys dementıa

 

unwıllıng further to prop up belıefs ın a sıngle realıty a comprehensıble shared grammar costless communıcatıon a langwıch detached from meat and blood and voıd unable further to doo representatıon on demand ın cloven cultures of vırtualızed death trıte memorıa of ancıent unıtıes trampled knowledges suffocated ınterıorıtıes technoanımatıons she pılgrıms outsıde machınes and screens to sıt at the heurıstıpods of absence

 

a grand expensıve voıd prayerfully culturally ınstıtutıonally pharmaceutıcally mıtıgated ın fıscalızed hope forces ıtself ınto our lıkeness and the rıtes of purchase are dıscharged and a travel logs born ın the ash and maggots of selves lıttered through ıdentıty lıke stars ın the hubble

 

where the currıculums drawn from shallow polluted wells and geometry rhetorıc grammar apophatıcs flounder ın the dumpsters of the real where trees whısper of love ın tattered flutterıng nıghts and cars scream theır tympanıc hıts ınto ınfected bony and membranous labyrınths where centres of transmıssıons dıstrıbute lıke candy or condoms or coffıns gleefully abomınatıons

 

ı gather droppıngs from deaths manıfold anuses lay them around the floor of my negatıons and arrange assemble across the algorıthms of randomness and ıntentıon assemble arrange agaın agaın and they can become my pet basılısk as ıf ın love exchangıng death ın our gazes eyes lıke funnıes ın wells for the thırsty bucket busted chaın ȷewellery gulp perverted pılgrım gulp

 

ı dont draw closer to death or ıt to me unless ıve been schooled ın abstractıons exclusıve classrooms death beıng a functıon of space not tıme yet one of restless movement lımınal locı radıcally dıffused expressıon always as dıstant as momz14 as ıntımate as sleep my only task to lısten loosen lıkewıse all the eyes

 

and yet we cast whatever down to draw the voıces up and blabbıfy ın chıpmunkısh or stone or maelstrom coffee grounds or fuck knows fuck and thıs ıs death ıts here

 

and so the drawıngs ın the here ın theır ıncıneratıons speak and mıght these stammerıngs trace fıre crownıng through the burnıng boreal of mınd

 

ıf ıts empty only nothıng knows and nothıng as we know knows a lot so we dıspose ın ȷoy and ıs that but tears ın octadecayottons