Saturday, 23 January 2021

Sample piece from 'nothing ever'/ (section II)/ Oneiros Books/ 2021

 


from Section II

…of the dead hence…of echo-vibrate a skinned appeal of meat draped in amber lack…

                                            night’s edge where to be is to sever all what once was nothing ever of through which in rip of absence tidal…outspoke eye reveal it foreign once null in-dreaming else of solace ever solace never of…of the dead hence/

           cast to the hyenas of speech/

                                      broken by/ undone…

 

…through an extricate of none…further forage trace erasure of to taste from out of which a candelabra of response…vast ocular nothingness an outstretched palm where to silence is to embers ever ever…

 

                                labyrinthine opulence of slash-mark grin…the echoing of to taste braille lights…sun dead lock ether wind collide spun lack absentee…forage nothing ever/ blood to taste upon vacant tongue…dreams to scatter as of shrapnel tears a bled yes/

 

                                      a skyline/ of nowhere ever else…

 

…where hollow edge of the displaced sun…headless devour of nocturne density fathom closure lights…in an abundance of shadowing…a door slams shut sudden to reveal where to taste is to foreign lapse…cold stone hollow breathe whereto …of (the) in of which…a slap to the face of all intent measured out/

                       in droplet’s blood…

 

…a close of wound burst stitch speech re-open of eye reclamation none…all what once cold light ever solace erase piss upon gilded light of absent…bitter the wishful of to exert where blind is no longer obsolete…till taste of dawn nothing of in or which in what…what of as if to having once cold light solace ever no/

                        (piss upon…)

 

                                       (cold absenteeism)

 

the white sheet & the blood’s trace

       an amphitheater of endless

                         night…

 

…stealth what will of the beseech long absent of…coal dust lung of an abandon tidal…reek & the absence of all flesh to caress to burn of where to follow on from is to ruthless…eye to recollect of the eye no longer…

 

(& in the divorce from…

 

                 & the space in-between…)

 

…of the froze blood of locked redeem where to occlude is to random specious as…once lost…a streaked skyline of bitter absolve no nothing…shard dense what matter as if to feed upon…a closed fist a broken fragment…corridors of dead sense where to breathe of it is to longing for…of the recoil into given to ever trace…one for the beginning never one for the following after…

                                           (dead stun)

…a closed wound an aftermath of long shadow fall…all what uttered…spat out culled through the edge of tears…nothing of the ever/ after/ being never/ once…as was once from commence of the corrupt flight…skyline to bleed to beneath of…nothing’s amber is the torn weight of flesh to burn of every avaricious silence…disclosure fathomless where to ruination of shrouded laughter peels away the layers of silken absence…lightless spaces to expound upon by their very given…locked to what of in trace of exile…rotting colours to blind…sarcophagus of none…bleeding out the dead speech to nocturne ever of reduced…

 

(orchid

             orchid)

                                                                              

…dreams to bleed freely upon where to bitten of is to reclaim nothing of the matter…silenced all…thrown to the fatal dogs of repetitive speech where an apocalypse of now was never other than cracked knuckles a…an immeasurable night of the lightless/ of…

 

…random scatter through a breath of align what will until…fingers to trace unknowable skyline of which to fallen…scattered seed drought what will till spasm foreign…

 

        (it of/ never of)…

 

…skulled as of which what firmament…descent into from out of restive silenced beyond longing…ripped from lightless bare…garland eye…forgotten semblance of shadowing where to oxide is to close around the tomb of unspeech/

                

              non…denuded the chasm as if to follow…random breath will what it scatter…raw absence smiles & the genuflect…whereby forage dead hence close of dawn when light is done & the echoes are no more…

…as lung what haven horror of there of the other another light…closed wind churn till exodus of nothing more…taken by tears a terse wind flesh(ed)…maggot scarring & the lapse what edge of breath…all sung aloft to the absent speech of where to hollow/ neither…gouge dead din of nullity…

 

…crave/s

 

(retract of the solace echo

 

clipped wings…)

 

…burning of in the in of which of the all of the/ unto…

 

…skyline distance of vulture’s span to collide/ unspoken…a foreign descent unto no distance longing held from out of entity…skinning pit of exile & the rank reek blood of memory erased…dead underwater glow of silence & the words genuflect of which before the null of all withstanding/ un-stood…

 

                (flowers undone as of cadaver smiles

sickness/ blinded…)

 

…all sung it foreign null where to be is of where wastage lights…detritus of the lock-jawed prism pillage…sacred to un-sky alone…

 

…warped limbs in circular motion barricade…trace of transparent walls to trace with evaporate/ deft edge…a glint…

           (a forage)

…the silver winds of emptily to expose…laughter of the pelt-stricken sounding skinned of…to the edge of silenced… long hours what dredge…

(where/

         of which)

…fathom frenzy absenteeism…where to ever have is of the never being throughout until…as door it slam shut breakage nocturnine…dead as light…all what grows till none nothing of the which abounding else…abyss fractured light where once never any other embalm…breath of ocular outreach where absence/ realm…dead once nothing ever head in sand…can only of the lightless/ breathe…

 

…collision colours wastage of bone-dry shatter filament…the unsung drag of corpsal wind/

                                            a…/

                                                 denounced the bones deduced from mimicry sanded…redeem of absolute waste …blinded by ocular…spat frenzy spasm essence a nothing a memory of undone…

 

(…cold splice

& the absurd fade…)


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