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)

Friday, December 30, 2005

How about begining?

as well as diving into burning flames not wondering how will your intact soul elude your body;dancing in the rhuthm of your heart untill it peels of blood as you
fly utterly weightless along with the wind;

Undoubtedly He's now confused

Whispering words that people never thought of;inside circlings and echoes,flashes staining the brain chain- with what?

What, what Mr All's?

Come to an end
Before I come to'o

Friday, December 16, 2005

apou 'shis choran diavene -

three poems for a chora-iti

ksero, pws eine tipote ol'auta ke pws i glwssa
pou milw den exei alfavito

I can't go into the meaning of the dream
except to say a sense of total Loss
afflicted me therof:
an absolute disappearance of continuity & love
and children away at school,
the weight of the cross,
and everything is what it seems.

There: a feeling,
blown across by the ice wind
attaching its dove- its snow-
coloured cloth as a flag.

a pou na xatheis, chora

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