Monday 17 October 2022

no. 8 from 'Code #4 Texts' (Oneiros Books 2014)

 


8.…no blinded eye/ no set to follow on from motion unto waste here comes the blood rising in the throat/ speaking of foreign night and blank drip of the faucet/ in mesh of isolate here or there another’s bask/ till frenzy occult in shear of the benign what of yet till knocking as if it were possible/ throughout or of/ asking -no/ blinded then till gilt of skin removed guttering upon the ice of some given obsolete/ tomorrow’s hand the skinned purpose of it flung upon the table the blood-stained cards are none and void/ the bones dissolve in the vapours of/ rancour of/ reek stank of dead till once click/ horror of/ immense density of the bind/ the stitch to mark the wrist here or there another/ till fold of ash in given density/ there’ll yet be/ give or take a/ the brutality lies in the claim of blood the meat’s devour of shine/ bone/ none of the hereafter/ till sickness plundered for the weight of frenzy/ given till task given up as if to offer prayers/ three strikes then gone/ it recalls it does not recall/ the blind tint of the sagging air/ rich with the maggot asking of once or of the naught claiming the winds that drift in through a crack in the door/ the room is empty as death final/ a taste of mortuary upon the lips give or take a minute here or there of the light dense dense displaced/ as if it were said/ etched out in invisible traces/ the passage through which benign as skinned carcass/ traceless yes/ no blinded yet the eye of it/ there are sweets on offer/ cancerous the dark eats away the face the blood the bones until the edge of the night and forgotten yesterdays/ till fold of ash in given density/ what of the breathe then/ what of the beauty then/ an arced scar stitches up the fucked breath of severance tasted ever known/ as if to…sudden as if to…sudden as if to fade…sudden as if to fade from out of which/ given lest the…no nothing…rage or no/ unto the naught…

43 eneco 17102013 calibrationcode 122117400 gas 03682,643 m3 electricity 025384 kWh then

before the final recalibration,some last thoughts...."none of the hereafter/ till sickness plundered for the weight of frenzy" just this pointless spilling,seepage,leaking,chemical green riverial exhaust to measure perhaps for no dead politics urgent later these decaying records in desertificated neomono continent. average depth 2km/1.24 mile titres of irondioxide 0.7765 mmol/sq.mtr ironsulfide 4.72mmol/sq.mtr sulfuric acid 6.08 mmol/sq.mtr nowhere to go from nowhere to easily escape inner virioid plaque incidence accumulation tests biofluids viruses in the pneumomucus plateaus >100,22µ mmol/l.,toxoplasmosis incidence positive a life is lived wired within webbings of pathogens and scarcity,sparcity mental drought degenerative loss of braintissue due to toxogene environments in such sprawling evidence we see a paradigmatic shift from the antropocene to the toxicocene dipiperon bound to ritalin 77.60% high athmospheric particularized coincidence the old not forgotten dioxine some decline yet bc of its intransigentality and high toxicity it is a contingent plaque to stay found in the polar bears as well as in the hickory wood and the polish Białowieża Forest the humus accumulation of heavy metals fourhundred times as high as fourty years ago. 44,20 mg/sq.mtr while the,acetoneacrylatetitres heavily jumped to never before seen levels of 59,88 %/sq.mtr as with the toluenesulfuride the appr. density per mg. 60%,4100% higher than when first measured. "life does not live" cited adorno. we're dead and already know it or don't know it yet as how anti theatre would start a premisse without ever solving such dualities which are metastatic metamanifestations of a world,chemifying and azteced in that its heart seems ripped out left bleeding where tears lay in the past this is the new crying


michael mc aloran aad de gids




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