Not playing the cello is a choice,
not being able to play the cello is the result of unspoken civil war.
Letters and words turn into long galleries,
vats of acid are now stored underneath the living room table.
Parachute material identical to the carbon make-up of
the slowly dying population is being packed and shipped to storage.
Certain surfaces are erased as a sacrifice
to the gods of oxbow lakes.
Underwater palaces swell up,
clusters of the population are streaming towards
what exists beyond
the beginning of this particular
A series of occlusions now made apparent.
Make no mistake; no poetic liberties have been taken.
This is a very coherent flow; this is physics.
The movement itself is one that scatters and casts off.
Fuck off if you cannot fathom this.
Not playing the cello is a choice, coming up for air
in the malls in the Western Lands is the result of unspoken civil war.
The funniest joke in physics is
the equation proving that the time it takes to travel
between two molecules of gas in a sealed chamber
might exceed the projected age of the universe.
Zones of frequency
“Let it be told
to the future world”:
We will still be able to breathe
when the air turns thicker.
We are learning from Doctor Moreau
the codes needed to assemble new faces.
homes turned into barracks.
All these are echoes of previous years:
“We did not make proper use of
neither could we,
while we were in a dependent state”
Play Grand Theft Auto.
Lay on the ground.
Don’t cause trouble.
An invasion, described in a once familiar language:
“If you are not contributing to (the) movement
then why are you here?”
Give (your) body
to what does not resemble you.
You might think otherwise but
Psycho was never about hygiene.
Displace the mirth.
Break the meeting.
Occupy all four hemispheres.
Repeat something that did not exist until now.
A map for a new respiratory system.
Nitrous oxide replaced by tear gas.
Our head and face boundaries collapse.
Now: cut across the canvas.
Sinn ist da
occur in constellations spread
inside the skin
familiarity replaced by
a space-occupying mass
a glass tube portal to the
Reciprocal altruism as a possible strategy –
recognise and inhabit the world.
The change of definition of boundary (n.):
that which once required
Confrontation of self as
a set of mistaken responses.
Cheating and/or retaliation:
a cycle of forced departures
a new error.
The introduction of a cut-off point
this is evolution: unilateral defection
A solution stemming from science and its
of the autonomous self
by a dependent body:
memory as container of collective experiences
the calyx as signifier of absence
a repetitive violation of cooperation.
How can you not know
what everybody knows?
A saturating spatial existence &
the discovery of orders hidden in plain sight.
Complete immobility carries its
own semiotic coordinates:
“…it seemed to me that I
must be the same person”.
Contrivance as an after-effect of
Or as apotropaic ritual?
It is apparent that recognition is not mutual.
Dense rosettes giving rise to a sea of purple,
an inverse decoction.
The silent redaction of oral,
photographic & digital history:
the evil eye digitally applied.
A tiny fraction of the world
appears as the result
of a permission issued
out of nowhere.
Let’s thank all those who
made it possible for me
to be here
perhaps in utero
but it was in another machine
I became this:
the result of a thousand
her way into endurance.
A riot scene like magnets colliding:
the result of high population densities expanding
and then imploding across minute distances.
The perfect grip of a hand
that is no longer of any use
landscapes the present.