A kind of a "dangerous supplement", marked, scarred on a body, post-orgasmically, always, already in anticipation of (a) crisis OR for a desert avec 'agape'. Mindb(l)ogg(l)ing Noise. "Avalanche, would you share my last pursuit?" (Baudelaire)

Wednesday, October 21, 2009


40 years from Jack's hemorhage I recollect the June parket of pages freshly cut, the photos of fear in white Ytong rooms, the dust on paperbacks, highlighted paragraphs, coffee in February, crashed Colt tins, frozen curls.
Not much else.

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