Showing posts with label DM Mitchell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DM Mitchell. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 September 2026

from 'stun dark hollow' - (Incunabula/ 2026)

 


# till the eye of once to unto what of in the layeth of the land behind which cape of displeasure a clenched tome nothing as before asking of to closure bitten tongue a stillness of echoing blood till the end of traceless/ I grips 

# a tuning fork a sparkle rent from the dig of graves my shattered glass innards the spectacle nothing of the desire for here's blood in your eye nothing as before once of in the what once known excel of breathe/n 


# no nothing to console with for nor neither of the blood that once floweth in the design nothing of the across(ed) dead streams the bite & the asked of a silent breathing 

# spoke of in mid-ache breath(e) of denizen demise of the skull once shaven depth till the collapse of offers up the dew to precipice smile of the skull skinned teeth the nothing of meat a desire of the word's talisman restive to sense in the eye-spy of amber collide dead winter foreign eye exposed till unto of on 

# all manner of beggars broke born in the lack of dreams an accordionic whisper in the ear of the bird that of in the prey of neither locked the skin discarded we speak of it the oracle of thine sight a burst blood lack of time's dissolve 


# gathers up a sixpence of a metamorphosis design desire of the brick dust the colour me this in the breakage of sight ripped from the stillness whence if till accord of the unknown 


# a silence a xylophone a nothing ripped flesh a cutchel of extinction judder of the burrow of meat dislodged bone amber of burnt black light exposed to the upturned eye the skinned skull buttress of echoing stillnesses to break 

# a kettledrum kick turn spasm & the absence of the blood bled out from the innards of speech turn of in through out of one the ache rift null disclose of light a burn of absence fallen to abrupt call knocked up whereof a sucker's light the exposed palm/ psalm nothing as before seeking the belonging of the meat of the skyline


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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 == 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 == 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 == 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 == 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 == 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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available here

Wednesday, 12 August 2026

'drag waste haven' - Incunabula Media (excerpt)

 


… in the lapse lack burn of exigency ache of turn into of the shiv in one’s throat cut above a nothing echo of the call …

 

… dread cold weight expel to the hilt of haven a knock of blood to turn in the closed wound a nothing an ember colourless abandon the door slams shut in the night …

 

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… all spoken as if to collect in wry dream stylus breakage have of the have not known of the cold collect the breakage ache of tears that froze weight waters known no speech exert …

 

… all closed until of the bone weight of blood to collect an echo a dredge a speech impediment of grace sucking on the light as if to bereft a none an ember trace … 

 

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… a dead meat shadow & a butcher’s light till turn of in the fettered blood an asked of in closure dawn the walls vibrate I screams awakened in the ember lapse to beseech …

 

… cold worship hollow excrement of… breakage ocular… all spoken for in the lapse of return of through the catascopic churn of once weight a known nothing a searing edge in the night …

 

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… all as if unto of the reduct of weightless breakage solvent colourless wreckage exposure the bitten haven …

 

… as drag of haven as if once could & the lapse of hollow shells cracked expel of blood in half-light razor lapse cold reek a severance a wordless edge beyond …

 

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… what cold what matter the dreams that caress in haven drag of pitch-cold exposure to the dreaming else of which the sun’s echoing as it recedes to the lifeless quarry of extant …

 

… all breakage follow unto of the parry unto of the voidal teasement of desire an extent to which fucking avaricious slide into of the … 

 

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… all known to trace in phallic overtures of desire emblems of wastage the lapse into of the waters taken to of the reach the adream …

 

… all sudden as if to taken from till search all closed the record the dense haven of all known in a bitten lock of absence cold dust to know of the ascent …

 

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… all shadow’s drift through filter tidal exposure a collective lightless known in the breakage severance nothing of in the amber silences …

 

… all what echoed in the shut door slam it foreign drift of blood… tidal as of which to collide with in the null & echo of desire to drift oceanic burn in the cold light of spectral knowledge … 

 

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… dead underwaters corpse of exposure the wreckage avalanche of nothing in the turn close as if once could expectancy of resist …

 

… traipse of cold longing burn of in the throughout to the edge of void as if to redeem where nothing of in amber collision drift of once bled echoed of … 

 

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… hands that churn in blood light the exposure of waste unto in the absurd fade of …

 

… a throat gashed across the lapse of night into of the which ever to collects as teaming shoal of maggot speech & the collect of birthed blind emptily exposure tide …

 

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… squalor of the emblem skull the pit bitten circus weight of expectancy tidal as one should to the waters led unto the waters cannot drink it cannot …

 

… sudden as if to devour the cold wreckage of flayed breathe secrets to expel as if to say …

 

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 … dead white light of haven skin …

 

… night’s passage from once grin of through the barren teeth of edge as if to blood of the once a dream an expectancy a lapse of cold colours here of which echoing out into as if to churn weight recollect of …


available here


Monday, 27 July 2026

'in circuit colours' - (Incunabula Media)

 

'A haunting organic and erotic series of pieces of writing showing maybe a new direction for McAloran's work. The underlying spirit is still well in the cthonic realms of Artaud and Masson but the direction is more obviously affirming.' DM Mitchell
You can find it here:


Sunday, 17 May 2026

now available: 'stun dark hollow' (Incunabula 2026)

 


'...no there what of it once never as what it yes or no cyclic as solace ever in what else of which given to recoil where once was haven of disclosure never of yet of where once all spoken no yet yes as bleed it all from severance severed to bone sharp reek all sung as if it were nothing of which zone of which whereof till closure entity meat to unspoken of redeemed till lapse what forage weight of eye where breath once of whereof silence allwhile drag weight what of echo-echo what of what now in of where to be is to where none abounds parameter distance is shit in one’s shoes drag of it all have it all at a loss suffocate of entity breathless a room’s lack taste where in of which where eye is of forsaken all spoken for/ as of which/ breakage subtlety of/ for how

 silence of expel of intake of night it to elapse where to once what of elect to din of soundless echo echo nullity blank space tone dead lapse of eye until whereby of fallen shadow long vacant ever of closure of some nothing ever there in an absence of/ where to recoil breakage no what term of dislodge collapse shudder shatter wordless soundless broken never answer tidal atrophic lapse it of what long & all what sung from derelict absolve lack of intake desire for once that never other ever than obsolete devour colourless in laughter of which a collision bathe in black waters closed shores where flesh abides all fallen forage no all forage fallen nothing to remark upon lapse all to having in dread of hour upspoke forgotten of in of else some distance none...'


a collaboration of text & image between DM Mitchell & I, available here

Sunday, 4 January 2026

'in circling light' - Incunabula Media

 



"surface of silence. dead distance of in-tread. null of what till extent of breath of logger-held. known of in touch of echo trace. till renounce of colour too. till known what of in circling light. cleave of eye in an extend of word wind stretch. shadow-tone asks of in extend of dreamscape as of sun’s accord. " A palimpsest in words and images of the spectral dimensions of memory, desire and loss that overlays our everyday world.

'in circling light', a new collaborative work by DM Mitchell & Michael McAloran




Wednesday, 10 December 2025

Some Oneiros Books' titles from 2011 onwards...

 










A number of earlier titles by me still available via my Oneiros Books' page. There are a couple of free downloads also available...

Friday, 12 September 2025

the once what being/ 2025/ Incunabula Media

 


A revised edition of the 2023 release, 'the once what being', is now available from Incunabula Media. Artwork & design by Dave Mitchell...
"...all what once of through neither of till reach of meat cascade through vital night a succumb to lock pageant haven a-dream in scarlet taste attribute of lung neither of as once till neck snap cauterize reclaim in night of lack where to taste of is to breach all skull's turning through lapse of being-in where to corpsal is to beacon of once cold heart deduced by skeletal edge of flight in a sarcophagus flourish all doors slammed shut & lights forever abandoned absent from the commence..."

https://incunabulamedia.com/michael-mcaloran

Sunday, 20 July 2025

'surface tension' - Michael Mc Aloran - Incunabula Media 2025

 



(Incunabula Media 2025), now available via the link, along with a number of other more recent  titles by me. The book also contains fine imagery by DM Mitchell:

'surface tension'/ Michael Mc Aloran 

Saturday, 7 June 2025

Tuesday, 9 July 2024

3 poems from 'dredge echo din'/ Incunubula Media 2024

 


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known

what spoke

till drift

blood turn closure ask

it turn

out from which

closer still

dead shadows of where excavation

desire of where

nothing

to be

=

crack of breath eager to expel the light

of burn it-closure no

nothing amber lock walled workage bone

reclusion edge

from pit till cleanse

dream in of next of weight reduct

at echo's edge

turn of what closure tongue

coil of the within coil

adrift in cognisant

breakage

lacerate of sound expose

till the bit of lock it-turn

ever of till

nothing of the ever what

before

=

as dream till known where the edge of follow

till cut of flesh take from drift

it-lapse

shadowplay

till foreign absenteeism claim of which

nothing of the ask of it

froze what tongue till broke

echo-din

silence recollection

as were once

where once

fallen forage night

asked of in the

end

which has never once

begun

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'dredge echo din', my short, new collection of poems, which also contains images by DM Mitchell, is now available via the link below:


Friday, 22 March 2024

'cold ash redeem'/ DM Mitchell & Michael Mc Aloran/ Incunabula Media 2023

 


the third part of the informal trilogy between DM Mitchell & Michael Mc Aloran, available here

...it says that no such utter thing should no not ever be in once thrice to begin as if to close of hour where flux of light were barbed nothing less/as was speaken yes than blossom drift of shadow(ed) light dissolve a syllabus a nothing more/as shadowed says thrice close of open hour ever should no be it trace open out of all to echo in of closure in upon what matter/as wry of eye/it blood it be to seal wound white again solace again nothing again/silence again...

Sunday, 17 March 2024

Monday, 13 February 2023

'ghostmeat', Incunabula Media, 2023

 



NOW AVAILABLE via Incunabula Media
'...images of absence, eroded texts, the memory of desire,
no longer even the reproduction of our alienation, but the reproduction of a reproduction,
phantoms plucked from the dreaming pool of a machine,
words left behind by the receding tide of collapsed culture...'

Oneiros Books' Titles

  A number of reduced-price titles, along with a couple of free downloads, ('Of Dead Silences' & 'Of The Nothing Of'), a...