Excerpt from 'longshadowfall', Editions Du Cygne 2017

…in a collapse of prism purpose prism failure some blood to taste a withered lightless/ intent driven from the beyond nor which artery climate/ sudden to exhale silver smoke a trace of desire/ nothing to see or other to move along unto lacks distance ever-way trace of malign feature blind eyes burning out of their socket graves where charred teeth chatter/ solace what sun a diseased railing against some other than/ an unknown pageantry of sense disintegration/ sudden to recollect exhalation of razor entity deals in death-cards/ empty traces/ nothing more than spelling it out words unraveling/ it/ what equates with soundless sound tearing some trace from vibration nights till dredged becoming else collision collide/ falter/ ex nihilo collide from out of none a face obliterated skyline chalice of bone warped lights lapse stillness pared amber colourless appeal/ outstretched arms that limply fall to some circus paradigm obsolete devoured sands in throat/ colossus shadowing of breath spoken dead once all bled some solace never unto ever what struck from opus lock an unturned key/ design desire breath spat out forage glimmer appeal till obsolete shudder taste climbs through cannot no way unto having other than of foreign silence beckoning/ till clear cut what cut clear glass spattered with lice bloody child exclamation mark stench reek piss faculty breathe some slaughterhouse irredempt/ falters none in none no nothing of till tilt tint of shadowing no longer dry clear in asking of forgotten/ knocking for some final some what or if given unto dreaming forgotten/ else collision rotting nothing/ exile of bleed/ a foreign disclosure discharge fallen wrenched from sacrosanct not a breath till worship driven from out of breath/ sunk eye in dog shit ever on display/ what lung eye given a trace of dead airs a fading musicality a dreaming next to follow further onward into nothing/ tapered goes some light’s lapse all blood marrow taste collision nothing further to gain/ so says what/ once passed upon/ a silhouette a foreign banquet at which to dine alone for all time set in human meat/ bones of long speech desire lapses in and out of speech cannot through death’s relapse an orchard of none/ spoke eye all dredged regardless vomitous unspoken words respoken not a trace gathering by winds origin of not a trace designed by edge to overcome collapse unto/ eye dredged lapse and then apart lung laughter on/ (to where)/ not on no ever-on into none no none is/ obliterate/ not a trace nor sound no nothing gouged out in instanced breath/ at vacuum’s edge where speech treads gracefully upon terror’s absolution/ obliterated by none corpus strikes out into nothing ever cold chase of echo-echo bleeds taste of discharge unlike blood opiate of desire/ a rip of cold flesh bone rupture hollow ashes scattered upon limbs that beg unto where nothing ever cold chase of echo-echo blood unlike/ scarred unto breathing stun dead flux abortive recollect shale struck bone flex flesh of disregard heavenly to touch winds gilded none lesser for what stone wind’s design opening out unto/ reflex of else that will not/ no/ not a suffuse throughout what dead pulse rocking back and forth in darkness exhalations of final speech ever recoiling/ blending with collective traces no nothing non-voice a blend of tears and/ (regards with  skinned eye)/ in frozen heart from out of damage dense accord a flagellate fingers gnarled cannot close over the warmth of limb upon limb gifted spasm held to burn what of it/ speech devoured lest sense be other than eradicated by purity/ in a suicide of bitter teeth ablaze denounced cold earth tears dead do not ponder/ neither in or of obliterate concealed beneath each footprint in frozen surface/ cylindrical abase murmurs beneath breath trace of broke stone bodies clinging together as of shit to bootheel/ nothing there/ not a trace of redempt/ view is of outstretched vulture wings and the bleed of foreign silences for all time spent eradicated what songs from cancerous flesh to absorb no further than a lie from outset’s chalice/ what sung we lung it is said/ premise no/ collapse into thy dread in a make of mockery cold shoulder of abort stricken skies streaked across in bloody streams a hallucinogenic upheaval throughout better repose of ice-dark-weight/ absence of all/ all shadowing/ all knowing yet not/ scar tissue of some unseen/ a/ not of not a/ snap bone itch however done collision echo-echo traceless what edge from which to strike into an irredeemable solace absence/ bitten bone eye light outstretched catascope where edge is vital sudden in outcry cries density a turning of soil over and over devouring nothing new that ever was nor will ever be/ so go words/ silence dreamt of/ never ceasing in conflict there its sense devoured by/ arbitrary lights break surface of skull’s interior illuminating nothing more than ever was nor seen/ not a trace/ voice in response collides with nothing echoing out in dry screams/ foreign whispers fallen at once to be eradicated/ nullified/ tastes whip as it expires/ back then till unto/ gathered in fleshed bones of ill-purpose opiate eyes close over nowhere left to see yet some/ still yet/ scar tissue yes peeled away revealing exposed eyes of lack and absence/ stone winds wilting blood flows from callused fingers unto vacuum’s edge collecting bone whispers/ (seeded by)/ tumbleweed across desert sands of unseen mind’s reflect/ in desolation’s itch stitch of absence of redeem fleshed bones of within of illumined skull bleed of foreign silences/ nowhere left from out of shadowing alack/ static/ black light/ severed fingers scattered across empty sands/ silent murmurs/ traces of memory fathomless an itch of redeem a vacant lot a vacant lot of blind bones bound in a pissoir’s grace some piss-reek of/ blind shit devoured from whittled hands smeared across gait in mirror’s reflect cracked eye-limb/ what circus dreaming cancerous obviation/ nocturnes of once having been dredged from weightless barren ovulate a recourse to blind sorrows sweet caress of deathly tears/ it or other than what given next to nothing turning in lapse collision fallen skies never truly fallen eyes devoured in oceanic apathy trace barren in skulk of fissure dread collapse unto thy dread one final breath to champion (the) infinite… 

The book itself is available here

An excerpt from 'longshadowfall', published 2017 by Editions Du Cygne

 

 […ends as it does not wish to have ever had/ commence then out or not what matter/ dries eyed spurious metals a vibrant bloody welt/ asking of some none till follow long shadow fallen/ it says yet lacks all sound/ rent flesh in scum divisive edge guttered night abort of fragrant none of it about/ or else what else not a trace to be seem/ strips bare nothing no no matter if/ in-lacerate of bedamned dried blood nothing drag of irrepent dragging the spinal affluence some solace climb to dream of exigent given to taste/ what wind/ make it nothing less than brutal not/ scarce rot/ drag of lights permeating skin in a drift pierce as one locks baited silence hovering in within not taken for less or more taste of saturate attrition/ bedamned/ lock in/ vibrating what stone said yes/ eye abacus/ brute flesh carving out into endless night what matter/ absence of/ strips shut down/ collision purpose scattered remnants nothing of/ till bite what ask/ prayers from depth departed sunk dead sudden/ collapse unto thine ashes/ a lung/ fibrous oxidate climbing transparent space elective drain what stun lack trace abortive none of lack displaced/ in seek of sun lights broken valves of having traced through laughter long given to expire/ skeletal/ traceless of eye what matter closed fingers fist shattered glass impenetrable sudden reject of/ biting down upon bared knuckles echo-echo traceless acclimatized/ there has been/ nothing crimson pace trace alongside/ till vacant light traces some accord what spasm senseless sense/ trace of non-percept/ glimmers deep/ in deep/ what well of liquid night of endless blood/ in-dream spits shards of glass into/ fissure semblant what/ it asks what spun colourless demise/ as if to say in murmur desert hyenic minced no solace it/ cold close till return of laughter traceless from some black origin unfounded/ lapse climb reductive/ speaks of dead cold harrow priceless/ aches just a/ not one/ forgotten dream pageant nothing no it closure/ as if to say that in/ closure fist not a mark to remain/ settles to fall/ peels away skinned lights broken aspirate not a trace of/ broke stone laugh there is/ expels breaths as of shit/ bile vomit no breath for tomorrow/ (I/ eye laughterling)/ conjoined silences/ devouring words what frenzy to become…some foreign distance out of which collapsed purpose given to exhalation nowhere left/ to boundary cleft bespoke kill lack (lapse) kind what cannot be no other than bespoken/ nectar of eye sting breath colourless appeal a taste of bitter aftermath stings black worthless entity/ skinned for of in becoming nothing vacant seasons as if to echo dissolve in breakage point collision with no not a/ upon what stone sprayed with crimson broken valves of feel an abortive struggle fruitless as dawn’s first shadowings/ emptily doorways weep into corridor/s of light’s frozen cavalcades/ it-sting from frozen edge collapse still less than escapade given to fall asunder if/ lock weight and on it fathoms no/ bread broken through marrow’s blind withering in traceless circumnavigate dissent/ bitten ill-light a broken jaw some tangential recollect emptily irredeem of/ no nothing of some sense through which or eye what sense collision naught in dissipate of waste/ as if to say/ dredge what will stillness gathering ache throughout cascade no not/ not a/ asks that it may what it/ is speaking what is speaking collision trace eject tasteless/ bloodless/ a neck snapped in emptily resounding as if to echo fade once more/ still yet what edge what silence breath some seraglio of excrement/ no words/ abandoned else a cold dark vacancy following through/ waste what stray opulent skull-depth/ intro out of speech wrung dry till kaleidoscope some breathless want/ of some longing that in/ not a trace of other than or if or in what spoken collapse I-breath/ eye-breath/ trace waste what love what closure fist no yet following on from/ blade between teeth/ all whittled down a sarcophagus taint tint in a lightless  nothing/ spoken for as if for tomorrow/ not a trace/ in some following after laughter-lock some buried collapse/ lapse unto/ forgets forgotten that it has forgotten/ wrung out/ skins scattered vicariously across waste ground…lungs outstretched some bitter barb a stripped eye basking in sun lights/ alone is to best respite taken from onset’s winds/ nothing that cannot be outstretched wings till die what once/ ragged jaw out of some out-pulse regardless fathom never spoken till clad stone break reflect cascade/ it-eye-what no more till barricade stripped bare in spurious silences/ spat out some final tongue into dissipating gait left trace of not a nor of in if no matter nothing says finalize/ night’s fissure scarlet taste from a diseased mouth endless to touch beyond/ working bone against bone as if to say that nothing left demarcated stripped of tangents dry ice colours blending with tears given to unto some effortless demise/ it or other/ it what/ nothing more/ having burned all winds/ these burning winds deduced bone from out of faculty headless desire a given trace of some beyond forget it/ as one passes through another nothing there as if to/ broke stone fingers trace benign absence a dissipating smoke/ as if to/ having been no not for wastage not a/ clamour of dead light stripping the carcass of final tears lap them up for/ saken/ for no not a trace of there it all lies in pit tryst skull-depth snap-snap it is a lie/ mercury eyelids covering flesh/ here what collide what spun hilt dread laughter long as hollow/ not a/ strips violent teeth a mockery of being nothing beckoning in nothing’s claim/ it-spun/ eyes roll back in amphetaminal lights/ not a trace of sky when sky is mind alone yet not a trace/ spoken of yet better departures given when lock is steel what driven else forget/ it is I-lie/ distances flung out into foreign realms/ no trace to touch/ what of/ none of it throughout/ a downward spiral staircase of diseased longing smeared with bloody excrement/ reek/ no end in sight taken from above/ no light by which to guide/ atrophic words cascading with flesh’s devourment/ nowhere of some left to run aground/ where vocal chalice mocked by nothing claims what dim I-lack/ sunk white light of…ever of still-chase broke-spun lack till of measure/ gifting of eye what purpose flesh a wrang of meat a colossus breath still-born edge/ as of/ forget-me-knots shackled nonchalant skull deep what water winter water’s edge/ steps to blood measurement distance haven cleft one singular purpose not a/ it still distillation breaking forth relapse of climb none from out of which to parry disclosed night disclosed/ crack what stone effigies detritus wastage of bone steel laughter prevaricate/ fucked frozen eye reclaimed stillness from which to escapade writ in lines cast by a windless full of blood/ it I-lie never once of trace desire nothing captured given unto causality driven terse/ etc./ eye-lack sudden to expire given of reject of purpose nothing left to trace where nothing was or if abounding/ ragged then in terse closed doorway in or out of/ nothing ventured nothing eye alone roving in said dark what dark/ blind arc ice to follow on from given to gesture/ dead all what some circus apathy/ dressage what will some stench of sickness given from retreat/ onward no/ flails off lack of purpose desire/ it we fallen/ drag/ yes another drag another bone/ another broke stone nothing amber lighted/ shadows shed across echoing out no nothing into which given to having forgotten from the outset of what if or/ dead we along/ scattered what longing gild of appetite an outstretched palm/ scum pageantry/ isolate in terse/ with we what if collective no nothing to obtruse skin of toothen walls no sense for tomorrow/ it is/ what is/ out of or other than/ dense die what collapse in cracked eye promise/ I-cannot/ what is of or in not a trace given to lack in dream sarcophagus collapse/ expired endless/ given to/ accord/ what sense then under-sensed beneath/ callous under-climate parasite/ blood-shot in bite of recollect/ deduced from bones what given trace/ it of/ what of/ not a/ in-dreaming posit of some lack what given violence/ aspen/ cold bait that once/ twice/ thrice/ echo-dim falling to earthen what spine no solace never to return…speaketh from form dislodged abandon cleft what climb/ subtle unto abandon eye’s fieldline/ whispers from abattoir kiss ill-sensed as if to murmur bones of some unknown origin/ lapse all lack to trace from out of sickness given to dredge one singular motion ever to obscurity realm/ of distance clear azure perhaps some skyline only/ birthed all/ sudden abandon intro-speech eradicated not a trace where nothing can or cannot unspoken as before/ fields of lung no longing for abortive bones flies will gather nothing less as if to say/ some eclipse of endlessness/ in or out/ bled of what dead stun fields of atrophic reek shadowy nocturnes/ “dead fingers tell no…”/ absurdly flexed a catacomb of silence breathless expire non-trace in out or of/ here die it die eye/ we die young yet not enough/ better than what once was given/ effortlessly contained reclamation of none given to glow in unbroken aftermath/ I-we limb suck sand a broken coven a trace of flesh-meat nonchalance/ struck from what realm till opulent expiration/ skinned solace some glisten of liquid indefinable unlike tears/ not a trace where silenteeism reigns/ falter bled what other than/ if it we spoken nowhere left unto never unto/ dead centre centre flourish of nothing/ dissipatory expire sung from what left behind not a trace of affluence other than marrow’s taint/ sunk suck stone spit it out/ “dead fingers tell…”/ skull yes this in butchery lights stripped does not/ escapes does not/ all dead what realms to touch forgotten arbitrary notion collapse eye-null-void/ coughing up blackened flesh non sense devoured/ seen last of what haven till of over than what stun vomitous teeth of some dead lapse longing for what end given beyond nothing there or otherwise/ it-stun what cleft lights repetitive edge/ colossus null and void we in/ reek of/ beyond shadow’s mark a tint of closure nothing more than ever if or none sunk blind light of despair illuminating a thankless worthless space…]       

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)…

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…

Sketch 2017/ artwork 2021

…a-bask in skull what head exigent nullity spoken of as was before breaking apart dense light carving up the dawn disclosure expiration traceless given no taken nor taken given no echo-dim traces speech-dead recollect a-breathe in sickness scuttling throughout…

…passage lack lacking trace cold shadow of pelt wrung out voiceless after was in all no the persist of onward into nocturnes to behold ever the disclosure silent as what stun not a/ lack/ vocal tread throughout misgiving taken from what edge collapse sun dead foreign eye in a…

…all lapse till dense what held echo tremolo escapade shadow-bite in rip nothing gained nor taken from cold weight cast off breakage of bone skinned of flesh of never having never wishing to of ever-lung trace till unto desire lack close the wound it…

…yet the laughter of of the course for dead shadowings as if to say that was in or of what as if to close coloured it screams silently never once having paces the boundary until final never of in spoken of unspoken silent from the commence ever the outset…

…as all what once to the footstep taken upon moist earth sink sunk dead weight collision ever-in/ in/ mocking the body broken the burst dam of blood in the body broken circulating throughout mire’s outreaching fingers...

…breaking from fever sensed through wind abandonment closure of the sky folding in origami soundless breakage of faint light through a cracked sun leaking nothing more than was from outset words cascading into voidal nothing left ever onward unto what…

…the fevered tongue of jackal devouring in night close the door it will liquefy seek solace in headless abandon clasp the heart that leaks blind chalice the cup over-floweth distances non-distance all…

…as was/ desolate commence not a sound breaking the cold chamber where whittled purpose seeks solace throughout the blind air the skinned parameter of blood nestling in meat’s absurd-closed lightless pageantry ever unto where from it was said…

…it is taken from selective ashen drought from outset being nothing seeing less than other than throughout until what once once tread syllabus evacuating from dread mis-speech walls implode a shearing of fragrant a bone to pick away the scars that amass…

…and all along as if to final were once closed the fingers searching in drought’s pale elixir breaking apart the catacombs of having once where there never was sickness to dredge from some point of departure until until…

…until silenced beyond longing cold weight of distance coiling its way back in to choke-stone exigency nullity of devourment escapade none where lapse drinks of the wounds that trace hence unsaid never to be in cylinders of blind bitten struck out collapse unstepped not a bleeding out unto…

…endless of the spat once out from disclosure lack words dissipating of their never once in the hands that crumble also till dust departed flowers upon gutter’s tongue silences that gather in their transparent children mocking the anguish of settling shadows that never once…

…better then the garrote the cold tears the erasure of self-non-self in tragedia no motion unto waste a clear fragment cascading into blind weight lapse no directly striking the vein’s cold chalice where abort if blessed nullity taken from vocal echo-dim…

…the eye struck out erased not a solace in the irredeemable lack weightless psychosis gathering up the charred milk teeth of having once been solace of collision reckless flesh stripped away cold colours in blight stone abandonment taken as of given no not a…

…and of yet yes of the tread back inwardly from nothing clamour of sharded lights shattered the pulse of nocturne given to speech’s reclamation no nothing there in the faint light echoing veranda of skins shed flayed bone the tissue spent yet ever resurgent some fucking lie from outset solace not a trace nothing ever of...

A review by JG of [unspoken], (Black Editions 2017)

'[unspoken]' drags the reader--wary or not, no difference--through pathless scapes of abandoned rooms and ruptured anatomies, through dead light and undead words. Though in appearance this text seems to be a patchwork of prose-poetic fragments and dramaturgical scraps, literary form is, as ever, a formality at best for Mc Aloran and, more often, even less than that. The relentless flux of decaying bodies and dubious voices stares between the pages' blank spaces as if they were hemorrhaged eyes gazing through Ed Gein's dead skin-masks: to further the already-great distance always separating the idiotic pageant of Appearance and whatever assumptions one would like to make of the impersonal, ineffable "real."

Still, there is always plenty of room for "hyenic laughter"--that somatic signification of a communication-limit having been reached--and the voices which appear more frequently in the book's latter half provide occasions for such laughter. These voices, even though presumably disembodied, stutter and stumble just as much as if their breath were still mounted in meat. The dialogue in itself, of course, amounts to nothing, so much so that its presentation as a "play" might remind one of an intentionally bad puppet-show in which it almost seems as if these fragments of voices were sheer babble echoing from the depths of some ontic asylum (far from that word's etymological sense of "refuge"). And the parrying among the disembodied voices moves along with such anguish and futility, leavened with glimpses of meta-mockery, as to suggest that the inadequacy of language has always been at least as much a problem of consciousness as it is of mere anatomy. And should a return of the voice to the body be possible after such severe displacement, it bears the cruel gift of "ventriloquist illuminations...".

As it seems Mc Aloran has been finding new ways to alienate the "I" via language in his other, more recent books, this text is no exception. Whenever that battered pronoun appears, it is always, according to traditional grammar, verbally mismatched: "'I' asks, breaking through the teeth of sudden disavowal...". The pronoun and verb is in as much disagreement as all of the miserable traces of beings spreading throughout this text appear to harshly disagree with the illusory, though no less onerous, business of selfhood. And, of course, Mc Aloran sometimes states the matter as frankly as anyone could: "'I' is a dour cunt...fluctuating...obsolete, an assault..."; "I" could just as well be "it" for how much of subjective experience remains unspoken and, most likely, unspeakable.

While perhaps not so consistently potent as the also recently-released 'All Null Having', this is yet another example of a feverishly-active poet who is thoroughly unwilling to let the reader rest on the well-cushioned though long since-abscessed assumptions regarding meaning, language and selfhood; a perhaps not-so-generally-welcome alternative to whatever trifles any given laureate might be writing any given moment...

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