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)

Sunday, February 20, 2005

- Stranger? I... do not understand... What has happened here?
-Everything has happened.

In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse

Tear (duct/apart)

doubling in and out, con-tinuing off the page, the skin con-tain(t)s and com-municates. The shock of being proved pleasantly wrong is never any the less shocking in the meager amount of times it occurs in. one part here and one part there "all decays to the same black humus" (and i am not talking about the dip, but the juice that was so clearly presented to me in a new moment of unexpectedness). now today is tomorrow, and tomorrow is today, and yesterday is weaving in and out. (bundt kori, bundt). would you care for a manual? [troubleshooting: it won't download all the images.]

maybe some other time, fuck you very much
and after the fourth, it came out like water from an estuary.
all together eventful, in its uneventfulness.

(references: alan moore, tseliot, cake, ani difranco)

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