Thursday, 28 July 2022

4 sketches 2014/ artwork 2022


 #1...

...of  the echo without/ forgotten the origin of/ of the lack of which/ the silence unknowable/ all the while/ placement of in centre-collapse-centre/ vapours to trace/ never of the indent...


...no nothing ever of the sharp stamp/ the mark into/ the lesion of the outcry/ imprint or otherwise/ not the motion nor the tangent/ not a...


...the ghost-limb tongue/ seeking/ to collapse the bite of silence/ asking of the solace birthing/ never yet nor not once heard of...


...yet silenced no/ never silenced/ the silence yes unknowable/ yet ever present if/ in conscious of in the reclusion from/ the empty earth’s landscape/burrowing in/ not a...


...in-step what blood/ the blood rails also yet is nothing/ pure tide emptied of momentum/ desolate ash/ the erasure of virulent laughter...


...the naught cancels out all sound/ the none is of the extinguishing scream/ set to light/ consoled/ yet in the forthcoming and hence/ unconsoled...


...the echoes surpass their own origin of disappearance/ the murmurs never recede/ even in sleep the voices persist/ yet remain unheard/ as if to say/ the silence of non-being mocks the/ all the while...


#2...

...words no answer to/ silence unfathomable/ being’s dissipation the voice uproots from depths non-existent/ films that coat/ as if to/ that coat the foraging into what has failed...


...evident breath and the dissipate of/ voice shed/ no words for tomorrow’s foreign attributes/ the scar tissue’s recession in the purity of nothing/ words clamouring for the...


...not a sound/ no/ the posit absent/ in the clear cut blood of anguish/ smeared light through which is viewed/ spoken through/ not a...


...all broken/ fragments of stone divulged of/ scattered remnants and misinterpretate/ the shadow’s tomes of foreign where once never was/ was where one ever is and never yet...


...the night is not blind/ the night is divulged of sight yet/ the eye burns of it/ zeroed out it cannot communicate to the hand’s breathing/ the mind’s distillate...


...dissipatory in the lack of any real substance/ either way/ here then the frozen light/ the words like cracked cisterns and the reek of decaying shit...


...and so to document the banality of/ clamouring for/ sensing that/ if present/ the defeat of the exist/ and the final etch in sight that will not/ cannot...  


#3...

...voice what voice/ the clear speech of nothing ever/the crutch of which/ the being of which it derives nowhere/ births into the silence of without the genuflect of/ silence in the process of/ forgotten as soon as/ no mark upon the nothing...


...yet echo yet echo echo/ some distance to trace/ no nothing of the distance felt it carries none into/ shadowed all the while by/ fragment all the while of...


...the naught cancels all/ glimmer hope and I/ else the retraced footsteps seeking outward step/ words drained in dissipate/ sands blown across erasing the tidal of...


...words what words as to lay claims upon the dark/ the blight of tint/ of blood spattered upon cold glass/ sought inconsolable/ whispers of which blind to the forgotten once/ the salient grin of/ bled out...


...yet none other the options of/ placement between the lips/ the tide of drought and the broke bone emptily/ speech claimed till drift/ an eye for an eye’s absent possibility...


...voice what words/ a mesh of/ a collective of/ none speech the purity of the last possible option/ as to choose were to embroil/ un-sought it does not ask of the other/ all the while/ fading non-relating to/ the being in/ of...


#4...

...says the naught yet it does not/ says the night yet it does not/ yet still the failure of/ the failure of retort/ not a sound/ merely traces/ projectile lights cast upon/ ever to fade out...


...still yet words empty of value strive in the midst of being/ yet severance from/ not of the knowing of what/ ever else...


...silence all the while the redeem of the/ the affliction of the/ voice from out of none/ from out of the distillation in none/ still yet the knocking upon/ never asking of the else yet it reappears/ appears...


...silhouettes of words cast off in the un-betterment of vocal/ the hands are worn/ flight is of no use where words are in crisis/ crossed up/ crossing themselves out...


...nothing forever claims them/ and even yet the given term of nothing devours itself/ it cannot be believed/ it can only be yes or no/ it is believe it...


...silence all the while scatters the dead teeth of blind obscurity/ in the exile of upon plateau a lack of defense other than in lack/ echoing out/ bleeding slowly out...   

Tuesday, 26 July 2022

5 poems 2010/ artwork 2021



Promise-


Through your feathered mask blood tears seep
In this dance I am burning undone

Your flesh burns also in the flame of your madness
I am riddled by shattered glass and the syringe beauty

Of the manner in which the night unfolds

The abattoir smiles through the vapours of our dreaming
I cast aside my flesh my love my waste unto you

The sky is a cupped hand above us
We are lost where is the sunlight’s promise now


Swarm-


Your ice and my winds
We were never anything other than absence

In brutal exile we laughed at one another’s nothingness
Such was the vitality of the evaporating air

I fled into vacancy as the night buckled from its axis
You were quick to reclaim the vagrant fading torch in me

In a glass jar the insects of time swarmed upon dead meat
I saw our love as that same swarming and I was that same silence


Final Bones-


Silently the room opens its jaws to the sunlight
I am without use knowing that nothing is all

The skin is parched
And in the death of you

I know
That something else has taken form

Yes I will say never again once more to this
This blade between my teeth whispers freely of less

Something has taken away my barren hands
Or I have misplaced myself once again

A wall now breathes between us
Here where the final bones of the dissipating sun chime


Absent-


Your fingers at the throat of my dying
I have cast the stones out from my death

To linger is to falter
To dream is to… waste away

Sun severance the eyes peeling in the night
You cross your fingers and swear to die

In the sweat of my tongue you will not find me
I am already as absent as the morning sky


Tread-


Through the murk you drag your
Severed wings

The concrete pastures of the obliterated
Sky feel as lacking as your breath

I know the hollow of your tongue and the
Empty nooses that daily you amass

We were not born for this
Yet still we were born for nothing

The silence is our laughter
Where speech treads carefully through the flame

Somehow the whole became the fragment
And the fragment dissipated

The sun became a gaping wound through which
The blood of our pastures was laid to rest



Thursday, 21 July 2022

4 texts 2014/ artwork 2022


#9...

...axial pulse what haven of/ night’s bellows clearing the lungs of footsteps taken for the/ as if to/ echo-echo foreign light a-breathe till beckon of/ reductive arbitrary nothingness/ breaking from out of lock the broken light’s collect/ asking of step-step the sheared pulse reduced to the bitter end/ axial dispense/ shattered bone what step/ lightless pageantry of hyenic laughter/ the jackal tears of some aspen foraging in shadow pit of endless abortive night/ abortive of all claims for the/ none else to collect the silent ever silencing/ redundant the/ not a trace remaining but for the on-step of all/ across this/ ice-clad the foreign lack inverted/ all stepped undone/ the back-step gathering the absent of light the broken tears of it/ the flesh to reek in gilt of tint and flowering acrid nothing/ stillness to trace across terse tongue of the malignant eye/ yet non-existent the eye that governs/ speech decadent failing as the sky folds in as of a child’s ribcage smashed in to taste thin lights/ onward all the while/ onward to what of the onward shadow-like/ a taste of sour blood in the mouth from the cracked jaw’s bailing out into/ this is the dead speech/ the lie/ the lack of communicate ever leaving the lack to obliterate/ isolate of/ drunken spasm of/ the collapse of bodily in wilt of screams tracing the walls covered in traces of/ not a chance left now/ yet ever if it were/ so says the else/ the abject lie/spurious as a stitched mouth/ a deadened pulse’s retain...

#10...

...orchard of bled dry/ where from out from which/unto this/ no shelter from the skyline/ none/ the purity of lack/ like a toothless grin emaciating the solace empty of else/ absolute none of which in the scarring of without trace not given-given/ death-dreams of empty shadows/tasteless concrete across the submerged body of jaded words/ bled dry by the shit-toothen mouths of babes lacking the skull’s dismemberment/ the lie aches in every body’s aching/ tomorrow’s absence begged for in prayers from the absent deep/ within walls to burn like excrement in the flame/ drag/ drag/ the pulse all the while is the consistency redundant/ the final edge of whispering unto given back it cannot/ stray light devoured/ sing gladioli/ burning the dust-clad tomes the redundant speech the lack/ blood-spatter upon cracked glass/ the eye of zero tint through which to observe the over-flowing gesture of the dead stun gild/ ripped aside it/ shredded it/ the clenched fist and the bile to spray upon the fissure’s gait what promise from/ all along/ no longer the words the passage through has engulfed and left the stranded teeth of it aching solace disembowelled/ this is the hell from which/ the snapped spinal chord of distances/ pissoir emptiness drifting through amber air what of/ the lie aches in every body’s aching/ in the promise thought of/ pulse-white/ redundant elixir of/ the final of which/ a dressage of violence clearing across the landscape of psychotic benevolences/ in a reek of echoes from ages lost/distances erased/ in the sudden the most adamant...   

#11...

 ...search-lights tomes of children’s scattered bones no nothing/ dry whispered tears unfold in a sarcophagus of in-dreaming else/ as if to beg the question of what speech/ what-speech the dry bones of eclipse/ of the degraded peninsula/ the sun no matter for/ the sky no matter else/ the rummaging in shit-filled caskets of being asking of the promise of no nothing/ashen collect and the eye revealed/ no nothing of/ asks what/ what of/ itcannot no/ runs down the tidal of the arms outstretched to embrace the dead stun disguised as/ the lack is ever/ not a trace of ever remaining/ blood-stained the eyes clear arise to the surface of/ bent light cataracts the escape of love for/ no not the one/ for the all/ a given eclipt/ pulse of irredeemable redundancy/ no nothing/ as if to say/ a sarcophagus of dry whispered tears what matter shed for nothing/ oceanic blood of semblance tasted what what is/ there or/ has of/ lack to taste in the ever-flowing absolute loss of being none/ else what for the matter collective as the fact the shit flows from every arsehole/ love jack-knifed upon the precipice/ upon the collapse the spit of/ bites down/ bitten deep/ flesh what yes/ flesh what of/ the atrophic meat in given being slowly sucking upon the/ nothing to claim/ what of it asks/a tear an egg cracked/ the eye stunned into recognition/ sun what sun of/ there are shards in the dead veins of empty dreams/ this is the now not else/ the stench of it/ it cannot endure it/ it.../ silence all the while/ adrift/adrift/ not a bloody chance left...

#12...

...nausea all/ vacuum of reduct lapse into unto/ words collect the blind bones of solace/ scatter the milk teeth to the dying sky’s reflection/ sudden shadow sharp as shattered pulse/ of the in-breathe lock spilling its dead hours into speeches/ murmurs/ jaded whispers of non-being penetrating the heart’s dissolve/ in reek of pageant none what then/ shard/ discarded ashes/ else picking the stems from the meat flowers of unsolved hours/ solace as if to say that it ever/ reside/ resides/ emptily in the birthing nothing of it/ transparent birthing give or take from what can you if can it/ not a sound left/ orchestrate of blind lights permeating from vortices/ wound deep the sinew’s breath/ till spit of the redeem non-given/ in the being other than no/the being other than of not of else fragmented image kaleidoscope/ all the while the banality of death seeking out the submerged fear/ the pathetic brothel of tears shed in the dark +1/ none/ in lapse/ lapse of/ blood to lack and else to be rid of/ the intrinsic sky within the mind where once there once was/given no/ given yes it/ frozen fucked nights of endless night drowning upon the vapour’s glint/ smoke dusts/ emptied syringes emptied bottles/ scarred meat without origin known the distance traced revealing tint of/ nausea all/ blood to taste/ a throat slashed/ inverted shimmering...


Monday, 18 July 2022

4 sketches/ 2014/ artwork 2015/


#5

...in desolate of plane sublime/ outreach extended nullity of/ shadow’s tint and the collapse of being into/ sudden ash of breath till nothing else of there/ or/ haven drought and the emptied whisper/ the scarring of it/ erased the eye’s beseech caught in snare of traceless breathless foreign/ turns back the in-step into/ reclaimed in none rejecting the else what matter it will/ wills that the/ cessation/ pregnant with the abrupt sudden sharp shrill of purpose emptied/ the pulse rejecting the flesh of stone’s return/ iced laughter cannoning the spoken bleed/ as if to say/ that all that was as if to say/ that it/ collapse and the ungiven trace/ all strung together with the absenteeism as if to/ breathless asking/ nothing will come of it/ nothing else to be done about/ no/ this is the shit and this is the bind to it/ motion unto the absence of motion/ the betterment of absent hours that field the abrupt absence/ the final lapse of being/ having been for nothing and no-one else or of/ in lightless pageant/ unweaving between the one and the other of it/ the collapse of being into/ graven dice and the ocular rove of the eye closed to the without/ jack-knifing on the within...

#6...

...beneath an attribute of unseen sky/ the ever-flow redundant/collective none/ ache/ searing there held bitten as if to say of it undone reclamation never/ bone nights of forgotten lapse/ out-step of breath till breathe returning claim the speech once that ever never could/ blood’s light to task from headless barrage of gild/ the walls turn to dust/ the nullity of flesh as it breathes in a sarcophagus of conscious deliberation/ suicide upon the blade’s corrosive/ ever the pulse-meat of it/ as if to spite the blackened meat of none/ dry earth falling from a dehydrated tongue/ (it was there when left it to be/ drowned out the flame never once having been)/ the night screams yet is silence/ finds ever-resurgence in the outpouring response/ black light/ stripped there is of the belonging trace/no flesh for tomorrow there will be flesh for tomorrow there will be the pulse for.../ cradling the sickness in obsolete/ dry lack ingrained/ rub of salt into the wound what wound this/ blue black blue/ streaks across the sky of the unseen attribute/ design from lapse till else/ as if to/ futile as the womb’s chariot/ into this/ no longer/ the/ redeem long set to blaze...  

#7...

...an empty scarification of sound traces across the.../ silences unmoved by utterance/ the ever-return of the pulse to shear the trace from out of its belonging/ guttered by night in the empty actual unspoken reek of decaying words/ blood/ the unweaving pulse stretched before a meaningless sun/ shadows to bare but what of it/ dense as shit/ as coagulated breath/ night upon night there is no.../ not not a.../ foreign convulsive spasm of the murmuring beseech of/ knocking still/ a jocular response of nullity/ (there is no light to see them by)/ no flowers for the obsolete tongue/ ashen the perfumed light of words collected wilt upon the passage of breath of pulse given to/ cessation yes/ bound in/ blackened/ imprint/ impress of none that lacks intent/ night is endless yet/ still yet it will never retrace its steps/ in a delirium of acrid weave the unweaving given to placement/ dead space/ pulse all in a vertigo of non-space/ observing as if will were/ automatically cancelled out/ in the stepping apart from the step that was made/ broken glass/ untold design a snapped neck/ locked to yes/unlocked in the none/ intrinsically bound by delusion or obsolete/ and the in-between/ as if it/ were/ pulse’s motion in the realms of spat speech and worthless entities of breathing meat/stay down/ flourish in the receding flame that never was...

#8...

...ocular roving through corpse of/ blood’s recede/ tidal unto having passed beyond/ asking of till numb from oblivion tide in detritus lock/ shadowy nocturnes/ passage from rot till faculty recession/exhale of dead sun light abounding in a collective obsolete-absolve/ spoken nothing of/ none of/ echo-echo-falter/ trace of the remaining cadaver speech of/ dead silences given purposes/ till shine a light that does not/ steps once more/ all said there is/ nothing having ever there is/ in this/ of or of of this/ the crowded lung’s abound wilt like the death-flowering gardenia to become other than the origin sign/ breaks bone no broken bones/ to get it over with/ and.../ be/ what/ what of/ being what of/ as if to be were something of an ideal/ till dealt of/ by/ no not of the exist yet of the exist/search-lights tracing the shell of the skull’s interior/ all spoken for as ever yet the return to the denuded speech of it/ the pulse forcing the flesh into violent corners/ where all abounds like the fruits of nothing ever having been/other than/ through the ocular roving of spit upon a flame no not a trace/remaining/ what left/ of the now/ winds gathering to eradicate the of what and else and the breathing lung’s nudity of spasm/ as if to say/ no nothing in there turn from steep/ the on-step/ blank stone of eye peering out into unto/nothing more...

3 further sketches/ 2017/ artwork 2022


 …sky-pelt ever of until where grace of soundless fluctuates between the in-breathe of the instep azure collapse in vertigo colourings adrift what words for (the) other than the lack of (it) from out of meat to trace across cracked glass as if it were uttered silently expiration of in-stead relapse cold chase embers surmounting at (the) charred distance given unto where waste abounds shards of warped steel chase redempt the else of grit of teeth burning headless desire opening up some scar division ill-trace and (the) burning teeth of all cast to the dogs of famine’s echoing outwardly in no longer if nor ever opening up the silence cannot silenteeism in burning lapse from where once certain as shit in veins till earthly having never once…

…turning from out of step’s collapse into (the) nowhere left unto where of collision drift tread what will from exist’s disease what matter will oceanic climb climb climb through absent waters tidal of spilled blood and (the) anxious bloomage tilt of lack burning the socket deep spill of wind collectively devoured words as if to gift (the) night with pageantry slash-mark echoing of until where none what matter close the wound breaking apart the surface tense where lapse and wonderment obscure spit pomegranate silence through the culled throat of nothing ever having been from outset terse eye-recalls what then from when till dusk-white nothing whatsoever intrinsic as shit-smeared eyes culled by null cracked suffocate…


…all sung from outrospect where of the fractured (the) lights of catascopic coil of inwardly tread what once dead zone approximate a glint in the ever-null of eye’s lack lapse traces along (the) limits of (the) never having been cold flesh words of failure in-failure of all once known unknown parameters yet ever resurgent close the door the rest to follow throughout absent breathe of un-speak nowhere bound a hyena’s caress in-lack breaking through dam what held never once from mimicry till bleed or of devour colouring in what silence in collapse unto where of blank-a white sheet bloody traces staining the ever (the) the ever (the)…

Saturday, 16 July 2022

3 short/ 2017/ artwork 2022


 …reaches outwardly outreaching fingers crumble unto nothing ever blind-sighted dredge of collapse sky-frag-ment some circus dreamt exigent flagellate dim sound an echo perhaps a trace none then for tomorrow ever-once cold shoulder bared meat echo-night of siren silence nothing as if sudden as if to expire where laughter once (the) skin ripped sounding off electrical frenzy clear air binding what words together collage of intake sudden ash of breathing in elixir cadaver sunken in foreign dirt eye as if to nothing a dredge tomorrow for absent calling shadowing of it-expire as if to say what of spitting out as was nothing ever not a trace of ever cold light electric bloom of…

…obsolete in drag of sound burrowing into from out of taken by no utterance bound by non-depth silence cracking apart (the) valves of null where once what held breaking apart no shutter collapse sheared wind fallen drift eye spun alack here there or hereafter broken depth what lacerate spitting out stitches through cracked lips break then of what dawn eye-lie clenched fist of blood warping (the) out-step colours to lack where breath expires no longing further depth retrace cold shadow bite mire wind a lapse of in-breathe where all what tremor from collapse as if once spoken not a trace of sky un-lack eating up the soil where once was abundant yet never (the) trace…

…dead what once from out of strike a match what will following on from given to inhalation expire dredge what wind closure tongue receptive a dead hand cards flung down upon blood-stained butcher’s surface closes the wound in (the) laughter eye of clasp undue of violent nothing left to trace where haven once cold colours of breaking soundless ever-abort given to expire till breath of which resurgence no not a word for it if what were as if to null the hands dead foreign abandon closes the door of which what will till end ablaze stillness of the cold shoulder’s advance shadow erasing what words in mimicry of speech ever-coloured by percept unsound…

7 short/ 2022/ artwork 2022


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coil cold dust shadow ache claim it-speak collapse blind weight of butcher's eye rot slow broke stone tide once hollow ash dense reclaim echo dream fade nothing to come sting furtherance blind tide & lock return to forget it forgotten all emblem rock of cradle of

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burn breath sudden light flash of meat reveal in pageant closure mutilate voiced sick dredge hollow blood in mouth extol where foreign if nor said what once gather of moss flood redeem nothing amber light to caress open plane of forget it nullify another want of zero dredge

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sleep origin breath what once eclipt of dissipate crack in door to spill the light of lapse lay dead play dead as dust upon silken shadow echo striate deaf till hollow redempt nothing closure learn unlearn as if to strip night's colourings were to truly ever of the redeem


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severed eye limb sliver of tidal flourish broke ashen birth cloud of what once redeem nothing of the of the before what amber colour it neither of what worship solace lightless dawn fallen cold eye white upturn of echo dead what once what none abscond till flourish nullify


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skyline etch in chalk-white dust become of fall flourish density of rind of forgotten tidal it speaketh null unto passage play of wall-smeared blood-reek distant amber knowledge teams at sight's edge break from bone travesty the mind in nothing neither of a hindsight ever

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what image speak neither longshadow asphyxiate acid tint it this neither disarray bold as ashen in wound of collapse where what turn of maggot edge what turn of dim absurdly fissure bled echoes null reclamation ice what turn to follow what follow what turn of null abound

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runs through it silent dome recurrence breathe by lack of determinate it stillness hung light overture burn white incinerate never the which of wick spoke free it dome it silent word-like abandon it nothing restless remark a colourless final one blunt it final remark upon
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Friday, 15 July 2022

5 short/ 07 - '22/ artwork 06 - '22

 


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all what then denounced cast emblems nothing's breath silent discourse edge steel sudden in outcry foreign bones ever recall desolate tide whereof null lapse worship untoward distance no end once was spoke(n) never once thrice semblance colours the like of which

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cold dim what shadow's light flay solace nothing as before spoke taken from with entity tears gathered as if forgotte(n) void effigy silence of corrupt bones ever to collide where once was yes was ever of it ever unto unspeaking spoken cast to hyenic winds/ sing where aloft


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lock held of breach cold surface blank white dim conclusive ash what winds to gather bitten marked terrain solid form relapse dusted by shadow what sunlit lapse to taken from return struck colourisation nothing burning ever what null dredge no not ever all what once


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burn white light exactitude absent of where tread divulge of distance ever as of nothing as before as what once wish all spoken collapse what null reclamation solace breach it once ever solace dream cold breath to follow on into sunk dredge nothing taste ever end of unto

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as fade till bleed once semblant colour lapse what shadow skinned till stray what claw to blunt recoil of sudden in outcry forage fallen once it done with havoc ever of till bleed what stray of ocular redempt lack no impaired light vague dim null what other than


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4 sketches 2014/ artwork 2022

  #1... ...of  the echo without/ forgotten the origin of/ of the lack of which/ the silence unknowable/ all the while/ placement of in centr...