Oneiros Books' Titles

 

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

from 'trace else + 1' - Incunabula Media 2026

 

       

'...in an actualisation of blood/ distemper light collect in bask of rotted symphony/ dense accord the traceless unbecoming lapse/ tide of one thousand pelts in mirror’s reflect of eye...'

(2013/ '14)

you can get it here

'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 … 

 

 =

 

… 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 … 

 

 =

 

… 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 … 

 

 =

 

… 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 … 

 

 =

 

… 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

'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 

Sketch #4/ 2013

 Sketch IV--

…till vacant of eye, struck out, erased, head of ash, breathing of the how or why, or the never else, reduced to nothing by the reek of it, skyless of mind in the drapery of the night across the spark of being

in a catascope of room, a match head struck to taste to extinguish the tongue’s charity, knowing of the benign dust of a child’s sneer, as if it could be uttered once and then once more of the less

till bargained for, not known again, ask of the shadow once more it engulfs till dread’s speech rattles the bones with the scar hollowness of adagios lessened by silent colours, or the here and then

adrift in a mirage of silver mists, of untold hunger, of the hungering echo, the waste/ said again until over with once more, no at it again, till over with no nothing, (ill said, ill sung)…

close the eyes to it then as if in the distance where of the now or the no, no better, as if to peel away the skyline with the split fingertips of absence, the eyes spent colours of benign listlessness

anguish spilling of the blood let to flow from the artery laughter of a butcher’s tears, dragging the bone fury like a carcass when once there was fresh breath to spill, echo now, once more, echo unto claiming from out of where or the here or now, (stunted/ ever-glowing)…

ah vacuum of death, sweet breath aligned to gilded purpose, lock-held to the swell, dream again, dream of the nothing, the skin stripped away to sunlit bounty, yet in silhouette of vibrating shadows there is all to taste, yet walls will warp and breathe with the ongoing, the obliteration of knowing, till vacant of eye, struck out, erased, breathing of the…

yet stillness gathering in the parched throat, drowning in soundless speech, colouring the less and less with flames, no no way out of the snare of it, love and lack, death and bone, (ill said/ ill sung), adrift, choose again, no nothing to choose, vagrant, hollowed out

or in turn the motion unto waste, till rattle, until extinguished of eye, until extinguished till eye of night reduced to the eye of a syringe

a culling of the dead silences, breathing forth a haemorrhage of foreign cloud, what spun sunk spasm in this dead room, where the papers peels from the walls and the windows and doors are caulked with old newspapers, the bottles emptied, scattered

the wind will forever never be known, (pause, hold it down), we breathe alone, with the scars knowledge, the hands that grasp for the sky are severed as response, by the one, the un-knowing, the resplendent nothing

hold it down, it is said, there’ll be, some spasm in it, hunger once more laughter once again, till dread’s speech rattles the bones, and the ache of it sears in the meat of nothingness, shattering the teeth of it, a dry dust breath in the roomscape of it, never having moved, no not for a lifetime, an eternity

the flash of a match-head, dreaming all the while of the living and the dead and of the what might be to become of this nothing that is, (stunted/ ever-glowing), ask of the asp the pathway through tall grasses

yet never follow, a charred field of propagating scars will caress the flesh as it walks out upon, beneath a sky with no name, no trace, knowing the all of the bone’s regality, till breath is laid down to rest and ruptured none, alack, alack, like mutilated children…

Now available...

 

A new book by me now available from Erratum Press

…bone bite snare is a post-Beckettian series of fragmented yet interactive experimental prose poetic texts. It stammers, glides & bludgeons its processes through landscapes & visions lacking either redemption or hope. A hallucinatory cavalcade where linguistics are warped & erased in frenzied, vibration tones of lacerated subject & abject, textual bodily eviscerations & evacuations. This is endworld writing feeding at the jugular to the point of abort, decimating lights, cold cut, breakage bone, snare feed bitten thrice shyer than what hold of dust clogged veins a pissoir, a vantage point erase…

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"In bone bite snare, the jagged necrotextures of poetics are not only anatomically exposed but let of fluids through a cosmically conscientious mechanism not dissimilar to Pollock's 'drip technique'. This raw performance of a past and predetermined doom is here recorded and thus made infinite in its recurrence."

-- Elytron Frass

“this,is neonoir,a new kind of nihilism,where even the language,even if highly poetic,cannot be attested to certainty or absolutism or essentiality. everything is loose now,shifted loose by geodesic and societal schisms and shiftings. it really is the endworld,now with the appropriate acuitry sketched in a language befitted to mimic thefragments,the inconclusiveness,the w/hole.”

-- Aad de Gids

"In his texts Michael Mc Aloran curates [the impossibility of representationalism anymore], the last esthetic mirrorings of these wastelands through which we wade, in bleak necessity, in machinationmechanistical catatony, our arts following sinister paths to follow the porncinema our world has become. The paradox is, and it also isn't a paradox anymore, that Mc Aloran conceives this inexplicable, indiscernable cryptolinguistic curating [holidayjob] documenting in exactitude that it is no longer possible to follow these worlds of the world like we sit on top of it but we're deeply indebted to as well as prey to its capriciocity and haunting presentism. The world over us that is, and Mc Aloran bears witness to exactly this precarious position, point, to which all end-arts and anti-estheticisms must dwell, finally, in unironic splendour of a glitzing decay."

-- Chyna Blac

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Excerpts from 'TRIAD'

 

…in-stricken of/ from out of/ through (the) dead light breath broken valves of night nowhere left to follow(s)/ onwardly dissipated silenced as closure eye redempt of none/ a bitter sting a foreign lapse space-lack devour/ else what/ of some besiege scuttling of dead ice-blind absence/ shadowy nocturne/ frozen azure given to expire/ it-bitten cold weight settling in (the) warped bones (the) nothing of/ sensed of/ electrical vibrate given to flourish in severed collage of breath’s restless to become or other than/ (it must lest it commence)/ sharp stung eye lie/ bitter some aftertaste eviscerated lack of tearing limb from limbs from foreign else/ non-speech resolve premise sudden to expire scattered teeth blossoming into nothing ever other than/ skulled lest of stone ache fractures silences of/ shadow of all/ breath unto yet or of or in until/ in-stricken of blind weight/ traceless as/ in depth to end/ of (the) exhale of null/ (the) suffocate of all throughout/ echo/ echoing out…

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…abject design in a collision of subtle membrane/ skinned one thousand dreams sarcophagus of light breaking forth into open visceral nights/ long echo-desire/ here there or hereafter/ some door to close (the) room to/ follow endless/ an unmarked grave of silences given to taste severed stricken a-breathe spoke stone division endless ever as if to detrace/ trace/ retrace following on from gathered onward/ eye lights it is un-skied to hilt drop sheen reflect non-speech vocal as collapse stillness to gather in parched throat/ blood to taste gathering in (the) infant bones and sacral knowledge of scattered dead flies/ perhaps seeds to bleed unto having bled escapade eye of blood fragment all traced from nucleus given to shadowing/ it yet it is bitter yet a whipped canine’s tears satiate breathing no more than phlegm spat in the face of desire’s shadowing occluded simulacrum/ terse between one shadow/ not a trace nor given unto/ as if to… 

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…eye-skies with (the) little/ shod black stung-lapse of/ in/ ever of/ collapse in-dread forage null till bone shatter bruised bloody fleshed veranda give or taken silenced/ absence of/ till colour-claim effortlessly designed desire for (the) one thing seeking vengeance tones/ lock-trace/ a caress/ sheared skull blessed a relapse nothing given nor taken it/ out-stretched wings a kiss of cold sands where no sun is birthed/ funereal tide/ dead what once/ fades out once more in paradigm of shit/ dread lock once forgotte (the) broken body of signature/ slashed wrists here now a sanguine trace recollects/ (in night to trust)/ onwardly says (the) naught/ din of cold closure a doorway dragged from listless tidal as/ oxygenate of  nothing ever some lapse or another’s claim/ breeds pageantry silences working till hollow tint a painted trace/ outro/ (steps once diameter ever no motion beyond)/ peeling final from stricken blood/ ice in (the) veins/ eye spied…

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 ...from further step’s disintegrate/ unsung shod black ilk blood collectively divined in emblems realms of/ what if what done was never of it-spoke/ no not once/ design clad purpose shattered given unto final outstretched melts away beneath sun’s absent light of absence ever/ fury weight a spliced eye tributary in colourless appeal as of waxen/ walls shed stung flux lack ever-din what circus dreamt of given unto expire/ scattered words/ here or of another/ bone shatters (the) torn lapse opening out word-lie/ outwardly all disregard final as all null having/ stitched stitching apart (the) wound foreign collision bethement obscure runs (the) machine scuttling for shadows deft as ice as forgotten of/ not a from outset’s promise culling (the) dead wastage of tide through flesh spurious to outcry/ where what if/ (the) cracked skull leaking promise calling (the) wilted blood petals home/ exhalation dredged from naught unto/ ever unto/ outspoken/ unto silenced/ all…

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...nowhere is to be of this in this of nothing ever merely naught counts it out shadow upon where from what matter all traces have erase denounce cast off useless detritus collision with no not on a spillage of null where night is ever-lack lack motion of forgiven trace without form broken emblems sieve of purpose what collect as of a faggot of bound limbs skinned of purpose where of not on no nothing of through breach it said all done non-speech non-claim echo echo broke absurd clamour of din light burn into where whisper claims where depth devours yet depth what depth colour to claim some seek of purpose a crack of sky alone cataract of nothing next to have nothing of in reveal of sudden as if to expire it is not going anywhere other than it ever of in of where of in ever if what if or ever none what in of ever before a butcher blade cold chase of slaughter night of long knives as if to say that broken as in which no not of ever of unto having commence yet nowhere ever on what spoken said without lack stillness dread of come day neither night of savior promise of reflect upon having been nowhere in nothing on no never collapse into where of taken from having been in paralysis where on is none or no traceless as have if as of no not a where walls disintegrate transparency of all in recollect of faint trace spill it out of it out nothing ever of...

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...on it laughter unto nowhere be unto nowhere have of been unto where of in now then what for after-long forgotten cold shadow neither left nor right merely fall asunder stray ask asks of it collapse into thy dread a dream a fragment as if to momentary of relapse sudden as if to expire drag of none & asp denounce till take of nothing for sustenance breath lapse weight vapor tone stray astray choke upon word/s unform where prayer for broke speech clamor of rat throughout a given onslaught of terse wind what a scent of blood stricken head of vast of miniscule breathless denounce collision depth hard cold shoulder of nowhere on a-lapse till vacuous expel through erasure of knock from frozen blood of no whereof to serve in hyenic pelt a nestle of bone to sickness have of some have-not slowly to break throughout tread back-step in yet nothing ever of as if to once dry eyes there or other of nothing on in none of fragment insert nowhere on throughout where only if in progress is to demise through blood sick light echo drain where once was of stricken from disease of what what dis-ease till lapse unto murmurs from dead silences lack & desire where shadow breathes it lung into agape open up of wound agaze into as if to ever of in foreign fragment of scattered through of once of only of never of forgotten of in where what of some ever of as merely if...

 

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...bound blackened meat of some effortless fragrant of whereof dusted realms coat some expose smear by design of which whereof strip of what of echoflesh nothing ever scatters dawn light across what of what wishful nocturne to become impenetrable night all...

 

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...agape choke upon stone tongue close of eye as if to have ever null & vacant observe shadow of breath cull of dead what what opulent shit in veins flung unto canine jaws (sicken) unto breath what speech what echo as if to spill it all out knock of some thrice design nectar laughter teasement of reek a corridor of none what of through ever closure of seclusion stasis & if in which taken from none closure of wound seared shut nowhere on into nothing ever in yet exile of forgotten forgets it ever-stitch what claim/ until...

 

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...clears throat what echo-still of breach forgotten a silence of nullity tear of lack from limb lack expel what nothing having ever whereof colour claim as if to have of ever-in solace of devour colour tidal noose bite deep come collide with depth no answer have of given to stretch eaten of till bones exposed nothing of some dusk foreign lapse of view taken from where cast upon eye lapse into from out of sudden to expire recede into where none of some struck out blood to taste a reek of atrophic cheer drag out where sky of night bear down upon eye recall have or have not ever-shadow of cold dead teeth in laughter echo adrift of spastic abort of spastic spasm whole as if to where nowhere breathe upon given to gift what further of no not some on where nothing in of which is some dreaming else of in-dream cut short where sinew taste waste attrition fall to none what parry to aside nothing said have of ever if through which cold depth no nowhere of in on it was said scatter of poison seeds & desolate no nothing of having if in through which foreign storm of occlude(ed) piss upon flowerate knowing nothing of where pageant grows it does not refutes till breakage of never once all drought fallen from as if to say that what once was once will never rupture callous in of of weight stretching out some vellum tide a bitter terse a lock a wither of hand spillage of some unquantifiable liquid neither blood nor cum nor as on into whereof forgotten in an instance breath where fingers ache & warp throughout skies upheaval of mesh strip skin headless abort closure of some nothing ever no not a...     

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…asks of…ever of the bind-breathe…fallen unto measure of…spat out the wings of long forgotten else…night for blood & a…cold depth of denuded all stepped alone…breakage nullity of herein where not of a in or of nor nothing be…strip solace…broken bones scattered across rotting floorboards…dense will end rising up to splendour eye’s disregard…a sentence a frenzy of…turns into cannot other than where to have neither of the held close the door…bathes in the eclipse of meat…hyenic/ the blood to flow…effortlessly consumed …where traceless of what in of/of the desire for the garotte…spoken of through silence break/ shrift…the shattered teeth of exodus & the laughter of echoing in the core of breath…reflexive…taint without longing breakage colours of all spoken for…silence as if there were any other than where to sever/no/a ghost-limb fallen silt…passes through one surface unto another…till trace forgotten never of the spe/cial bound by walls constructed of…glass works & the snare of teeth breakage valve of purposeless driven by the desire to final…laconic…no nothing of that yet of the disappearance of yes what matter as if to choke unspoken…dead as…rip of flesh in an outcry of blood & meat…the vocal of it sounds out from out of severance…nothing of the matter a taste of for it forgotten erasure pageant depth kisses of the forgotten…the null light permeate…there go the fingers useless implements…flung to the dogs of…as all that be was never once…neither from the outset nor the outset other than…plumes of…reflections of…nothing…of…

 

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…cold reflect of blood shed where to…genuflect of some final reaching for…slap to the face begins again…having forgotten cannot…it-surface of blind light reflect of null that cannot…broken glass rupture through which it can or only through the eyes of the silence broken only by…torn to shreds in bask of territory…spitting out the shit force-fed it can only…never yet as…tension light arrested flesh the body broken entity of nothing ever in where trace of languish collapses into foreign…taste waste attrition…bone dice a winter pageant…the roots reach for the nothingness as if else were to be of any…spit tongue lapse…dense accord…there is laughter yet no more…begins again false promise remembers…rat reflect…rat from out of which…keener the eye of some ballast a frozen fragment …dense what will in salve no nothing of the blood…froze light breathe…black casket room of nowhere out as if there ever could have been…spills of entrails from eviscerate a soundless speech neither the speechless nor the following after…hyenic the blood continue to flow until…bled out…nothing of it black polka soundless penetration vibrate of…sees eye see…not a…nothing for this… nothing of that or…ever of the taste of shit in the mouth in the reek of fumes arising from the virgin sands freshly placed before in any given hourglass…as kicked from once of one throughout kicked from one until what of in ever till…as the bleed of which is ever the closure wound non-viable…all as sung through a talus closure of the bloom of razor discharge cascade of breathless speech of the words that never could… 

 

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…zero breath of the hands outstretched reaching for the…rat is the sequence pulse it does not sleep…devours the film of else upon the eye given that the…scab form depth of surface skin & the stitch-mark colouring…it done desire of the space between the shadow & the…null vacancy of final ever throughout as passage until no nothing of the desire what hence cleft of the silence within silence reverberate…sunk slow what if…breaking upon where bones flow sanguine absently caressed by the lapse of ever…till dense all song…night what of it…tears away the skin of promise to writhe in the shit of being of it…in it…mark what trace till obsolete…annihilate of all but never of in through which of the bereft silence never having uttered once than ever of till foreign…till closure no…the flesh warps in upon itself cold shadow longing spread across the body vocal…night is what shadow left behind for nothing of as if to see it…till cast aside in the absent region of where nothing of…dig deep…stone harvest…lest to flow as on it into which a broken jaw a filigree a word a series of cannot without any measure…lack & all throughout where the pit of which is the solace of the fucked from the outset promised nothing other than no design was ever…the broken body vocal smashed to shrapnel as before merely to reclaim that which it cannot merely broken the vocal of what not listless as before…yet in of which in spasm lock it-lung closure the tomb of long forgotten…as on with uttering none…sound cascading into… crack a bone unsung…it sayeth of…terse devour of the collapse as sheet metal snaps down to taste as the silence bites silently down upon/upon where trace non-light is the unforgotten…spits it out…

 

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TRIAD is available from Incunabula Media

'TRIAD', now available (06/03/ '21)

 

Cover art by

Dave Mitchell

& myself...Now available via Oneiros Books ... 248pp

'Triad' is the omnibus collection of three books previously published by VoidFront Press; all null having, nowhere on, cold zero reflect. "...a careening plunge thru strangeness of serotonin amplified perverse conceptual integrity/ a joyful apparition from the future-in-us that challenges the illusion of both continuity & discontinuity/ exploring recurring themes such as the void, the delay, the absence, the irreal/ these words, as is the wont of words, depict the lack & the absence that is language. Here we see what is left for us, as non-space, spaces as non-descript as indecisive, starkly associating with bleakness and stupor nevertheless, the groundscape, psychoscapes of the diagrammatic contours of the space we die in, live in, not so much difference anymore..."

Sample piece #2 from 'nothing ever'

 

from Section I

(+/-)

…stun blank weight see null close weight stun dark hollow of eye lock nothing paralysis gesture rip blood another none absent lapse flow silence vertigo eye snap bone cut echo burn black null seize broke stone night nothing collapse all once remove it-shadow snap cold chill fever frenzy of ice lock strip meat none abort carry lapse it what follow none of which to taste breath vulture flay wind of once never outcry depth drift dead forage upturn eye/ as fall final ask it no collide spill crimson shadow silence nothing ever closure open sky one other if subtle breath dead once cull it-breathe stray night as of sung lapse afar distant amber lock hold ever null what drift collision of trace what once cold flesh breakage bone collect fathom out what once never of silentee echo dim collapse ever drift all done said what close door ritornello wind abort walls womb ever night nothing before spit laughter/ un-…wound pulse overture lack unto vision of erase night all palms cup psalms dredge eye wilt ever excise have of it nothing ever dredge what waste spill enzyme collect silent bone shadow lapse it wilt cold dredge of light upon else in-dream shadow ice pelt coloureality nothing ever what lung trace a/ bit shale opulent cauterize ever foreign all all dense what of shear meat speculate obsolete ever as trace of/ winds collective absolve no closure emblem it laughter broke valve black erase commence spill of bled gone once gnaw jawbone crack close spell of hesitant as grind of lapse what fall forage distance ever bleed null all split sheen emblem taste strip veins shadowy dislodge it of throat final caress blade bite upon bled lack once until remove cold colour semblance redeem astray cold colour froze rind upon what ever nothing trace broke stone ice was once no collision flay wind dirt clog silence of ever hunger avarice what nay thrice pageant ever no not once scar upon pledge deal whereof upon cold skin attrition tear lack realm solace pit sudden ash collapse what breath exit yes or no regard from distance upon trace null shatter to be done ache it colour what if in speech disclosure no solace spit upon gait strip skin reclaim blood swarm until ever-light sedentary rip cold sheets violent trace of which disregard never once ever nothing ever cold dice spill/ of rip dealt distance null closure tongue strip have of which walls wound absolve drought abandon collapse into/ as/ ashen concrete breath intake cast of where once none all drag will wind tongue froze teeth night ablaze echo entity pennies upon eye/s salder weight nothing of ever neither if what done it cold lapse shadow upon smear meat till crack breath haven solace no nectar fall(en) hours upon rip meat of closure gait impale flesh stigmata silence of veins open skyline blood to caress it done fade out until echo landscape nothing labyrinth of no some other than eye froze weight it closure upon lapse upturn till ongoing fingers twitch blade din of meat scatter broken reclaim it vicious goes the…/ depth vault / shatter obsolete tidal outcry silent expanse shadow nocturne ambient slaughter petal cast wind effortless ablaze exile bound bones null speech redempt nothing of it abort what will final edge strip skin opulence night edge colour-it lapse neither it locket spasm broke stone flesh erasure solace whisper orchid breath observe clear sight blood in mouth weight shit collision harvest bones bled nullity obsolete nothing fall eye fall further nocturne spasm utter dark wind of edge redeem struck from out cold shadow syringe dust swarm maggot glow of sun fathom erasure skyline fall bled out till collect meat din of excise exigent of night deep stillness wound collect flesh mar mard spat out unto eyes smear out fall nothing of what till of collect drag until devour purpose isolate dense walls erasure butcher light dense night ever reek deep meat terse will what end of flow ice barb sculpture bone unto advance cut short bleed of eviscerate cold chase ocular death breathe semblance it waste upon/ foreign ground obsolete terse what absence ring-a-ring-a-rosey guts torn flagellate soundless as light all what said still-born attrition famine feast upon night film cataract shadow light burn closer still never if/ other stone wind lapse blood burn to obscure dense ice echo colour sear what of excise given tillage flesh veranda/ as/ extract broken terse obsolete words prayers Ave wastage still tension ache attrition feast or no discharge callous cold dredge abort reverb traceless origin fall ever of it hands dead foreign tide stricken from proverbial ever terse it layeth no forage concrete seeds upon nothing ever circus pageant hyena vibrate laughter long shadow fall gnarl upon throughout it to follow breakage bones lack stone deafened colours that pare away melt plastic waxen exposed meat strip of skin flowering grave nothing visible fingernails extract of blood pared light colourless attrition ice will wrench it of which door slam gait reveal shard of embers traces white lapse fission fallen fission/ exit sign metallic reek it breatheth it absenteeism of mirror crack hasten shadow drag of kick scream fragment all what sung/ spacial close of tongue swallow down (sh)it crack fingers fathom echo of to touch recoil in flame/ it/ black of out spoke broken asp of which collide/ breakage to touch passage through liquid light/ observe flame butcher lung edge to flow through din light kaleidoscope all what night walls burn black inhalation razor efficacy nothing ever/ cane blind trace seeks what in all/ excise/ null by mouth close vacant effortless silence shadowing nothing ever there once of which snare corporeal night eviscerate tongue torn collage sky torn across wet blood spat laughter echo silence flow of fathom no it taken from till silence ever weight bone collect gone as once traceless recollect din terse what light forage unto bereft light cold water flow dense lung nectar haven close eye burn it to of trace of elect pageantry silver where shadow realm lock collage semblance ever rip gnarl spill fuck upon denuded flesh entity lapse solace reek strip wind sudden once ever as trace desire promise cull final forage words erasure all bled from never less absolve long shadow distance tidal reek havoc nullity collapse stray silence engulf listless as ever less it emblem ablaze sudden to expire kaleidoscopic strip ever taste wild shudder expel blood warp to taste drag silt have or broken neither of as was what once cold collision membrane embers shadowy trace ever as bites it lock further forgotte(n) pestle mortar bone dust taste attrition absolution foreign night unsung pageantry solace breath night’s embrace seasonal hour escapade brace as if once known repeats it false start collapse no fingers of outreach recoil sudden white flash static light dense meat haven as rot of which subside terse abandon hunger avarice recollect transpire never of what once delirium skull breathless overture fathom none as gone ever silenteeism stricken from what book laughter shred flowers scatter upon what corpse of light endless charity solder eye removal trace wind return scar upon scar of elixir absence vacant absolute char wind will of breach distance never once edge until caress blade where once stasis colours endless redeem hand surrogate bloodless breath shard intake shadow form hand brace lapse upon cloud shadow upon facial surface eye alone it to forage lock stillness abort fragratory effervescence colloidal lack to taste it will nothing of to recoil it ever unto of slipstream nectar hollow orchid teasement claps hand solace meat what once night’s edge echo din were null froze outcry irredeem collects bone silences over of until drag salient a-grin noose of teeth elected to obscure it laughter long concrete shadowing de Chirico stillness haven spilled milk a-cry nothing of matter shard within catararact blind edge season promise neither of what till all while it of nothing as before what claim of which distance trace reclamation absent force resurgent ever into/ unto/ collision redeem sudden spectrum glint ablaze of vertigo sharpened slash of light-mark upon distill of vacancy eye roll to of back recollect observes spoke then whisper trace of long bled final where to never for the of nor which to spell it all out graven of neither of where once before travail as if to murmur all what fall down/ all what fall down unto/ nothing ever/ when hour is done/ & the silence is no more…

The book itself is available here

'nothing ever' 23/01/21

Very pleased to announce the release of my most recent collection of experimental prose poetics, sections of  which were previously published, with thanks, @ BlazeVox, Ex-Peri, SelfFuck, Ragged Lion Journal, et al.  

The book itself is available here

'in dim forgotte(n)', (Infinity Land Press), reviewed by Aad de Gids

 

MICHAEL MCALORAN LATEST BOOK
(he would gladly say 'last') is quite the thing. reading Michael's texts requires the right mindset beforehand. not a (as a queer moronic Grande English Poet had concocted before one could even read his frêle poems) mandatory listing of 'thou shalt not' and 'thou shalteth' [a 'CAVEAT', I suddenly remember*], but rather is it better to be prepared for a dense poetic form and content A/FRIVOLOUS and particularly NON/HEIDI/ESQUE. content is specifically black, bleak, offered with sharp beaks of relevant than shocking and heinously beautifully worded content regarding the Endworld, escatologic nonplaces and dead worlds, teratologic graphic scenographies for 'everyone to read' eagerly !
[*a warning or proviso of specific stipulations, conditions, or limitations.
"there are a number of caveats which concern the validity of the assessment results"
in LAW: "a notice, especially in a probate, that certain actions may not be taken without informing the person who gave the notice."]
'in dim forgotte(n)', already with the title Michael leaps into a kind of artificial or, what mayeth I know, real Victoriana of lexicology, of malformations and dreamy reminiscences of the old English, Irish, language. (I am the Dutch European.) (I am VERY VERY tolerant.) within the book we find more words maltreated, modernised while antiquated, adding to the strange etherspheres and concrete inframural morgues that are described with as explicite as poetic descriptions. funerary 'cavates', excavations, but in the End-Now world. we're already living in a dead world. the manifestations amass but this is no sign of vivacity. (I am also a devolved complexisized nihilist.) Michael gives text to empty corridors, where you don't know if you're in- or out, up- or down, before- or after, above- or beneath. this affirmative displacement is this status (stasis) texted within thousand formulas.
"an eruption of lung in a roomscape devoid of presence but one...silence otherwise...". "a vague amass of soundless emptiness...". "where to elected to this there was no question put forth nor ever yet asked of...voidal as...struck out...". (19)*
[*within regular double quotationmarks I cite out of Michaels 'in dim forgotte(n)'. pagenumber added.]
the language used here gives reminiscence to Adorno's notorious 'acribia', a dense, tightly cryptic and or undecipherable codex of sentences, within which he spoke in a contradictory and with double negations complex affirmative content with ominous cling. Michael still goes further. where Adorno's last 2 books: Negative Dialektik and Ästhetische Theorie still hoped for new lines, after horrific times, Michael just gives a mimic of 'what there is', the artificial, hegemonial, monomaniacal, hysteric and corporate infantilistic jargons. with Adorno the contradictions gave off meaning of a 'World not living', it was fired by WWII and 'after Auschwitz'. we have experienced hyperevents even heinous after that Horror and thus the texts, in anywhichway Michaels text, give expression almost sideways, if he describes exactly what has happened, what will happen, and even the expectations to those vistas have become obsolete.
"...all manner of sounds to collect the unknown absence a-breathe burns of in sickly vibrant air...blackened the bones collect the rejection of time...ice as...the walls peel slowly revealing a vague texture of nothing...". "bled stone a collapse into what once never was...". (20) "breakage collision stealth of acute dissolve...". (21)
the text gets form after postmodernism. if we follow the sentences in conformatist, conservative, classic ways we stutter upon 'breakages', slits, discontinuities. the sentence, begun in conformative manner, suddenly seems more of an associationist manifesto slice. neologisms document the situation as it has evolved 'in situ'.
I have to reconsider my strategy to review Michaels book. if I continue with this format, it becomes a book about a book. I will find the contoured citations and my comments made then and there. the review will be finished today, to make Michael happy, no ? (a KarlLagerfeldism I picked up on.)
an arrival of Tomorrows targets more the senselessness of it than the 'modern' adage 'this Tomorrow is smoother than that one'. "moth wings aglow in cavity of gait sharp shut...".(22)
"...bled out where to final is to breath's lack of absolve...underwater skull of what once was...". (23) we certainly have here a diagnosis of our time. I have remarked this before but Michael reaches here a pure 'listing' of texted events where they lost almost an informative value but constituate more of a postmetaphysical status of stasis. then to list what there is to [sense] gives an accurate cinematic image of the abandoned, postTschernobyl-Fukushima plazas of irreversible damage. "...carrion equations of silt scuttling across light's streak of tidal unknown" "suffocation of lack...star shadowing...limbs burn in chemical absolve as the blood it courses...".(24) this all isn't journalistic report. doesn't add to the informational warfare. rather than decryptisation, decipherability and even intelligibility these texts are more instinctive, more connected with the senses. in long associationist hauls they leave an impressum on the earth and on the retina. "...semblance shadows cold electric lights that never cease...". "...child wanders the nightscapes of the forever lost...". "...Child forgets all it seethe...barred the windows of a lifeless room from which to view there never should have been...".(25)
'child forgets all it seethe' can be read as 'all it sees' as also 'all it seeths'. an indifference given in by the vulgar times we live in. in the interview preceding the text of the book 'in dim forgotte(n)' the interviewer mentions this child as a new 'character' in Michaels Œuvre, but as I noticed this child is a human remnant in the 'Postworld', sec. the book is edited in four parts with vivid graphic illustrations by artist Martin Bladh. a shorter Ouverture to get to the taste of it; a long, junglist and almost inimpenetrable (yet if there is want, there is result) incessant stream of wordweave and sinister as macabre mise-en-scenes, leaving one not so much tired but surprised by the catascopic catatonic catharsis all exflected in one Haul. UHaul. to finalise still the 'preface' '(i)', there is presented a forbodening eventplaza of becoming.
"...walls everywhere...cigarettes extinguished in the flesh of dawning...yet dawn is nothing ever ever...the screaming never ends....it rocks back & forth in sequence...distances from which unknown...where black is the colour & none is the number...trace of liquid burning..." (28).
(I)
is the thirty page outburst of textual furor, stupor, dolor, noir, torpor, the magmaic chiasms of inintermittent wordstreams and diagnosis infaustus. it never abandons its poetic roots: "..as if were fallen/a candelabra of crystal bone dice turn in grip of ashen sun light gripped by longing spat out upon what once was shadowing/". (33) the speak is of corridors, rooms suddenly awoken to, a scent trail, the Deleuze-Guattarian 'CorpsSansOrganes', a substrate. linguistics bump into it: "/as if to say that/", "till words cascade into void of vacant nullity/". (33) linguistics, either linguistics, lexicology, textLab is as ridicule as radical. we are in the realm of postText. in this stretch of text, in which I had the pleasure of tracking through in my les Tropéziennes purple mules, toenails lacquered in Sally Hansens, Hollywood, acrid acryl yellow, language is the material in exhaustive similarity with what is written, is viscosity, viscerality, visciousness, bijoux boutique visagiste expenditure.
a Postmortem forms an Incidency of what emerges. "/bites it once till regalia of castrated purpose/fingers of dead long rot of all that turned throughout a shadow a minced heart cleft by nullity/". "laughter yes but no/on but no/nothing of on into/static stasis/wrists to slash in psychosial flames/".(37) adverbs gained the power here. their fractuality pythons with what the hell is going on much more acute than the 'Grande Political Words'. language as Necropsy of ourbpostneo tribesociuses: "-speak spells it all out as if to wound stitch shut to burst revealing sinew/". (38) 'Dawn' subsided to a diMethylVinyloid Dawn: "/stone to taste as if to bled mock dawn what light colours of like of which were never claim hereafter solace of one dead tide what secrets to unravel in dim forgot solace nectar of blade bite skinned tide of mercury asphyxiation". (40) 'some sun' catapults us from geocentrism-->antropomorfism---> heliotropism---->alldirectional zonosporo trancedimensional lavaflight. "to eradicate all sound from which foetus echoing bled flays bankrupt necessary an open parameter in some sun". (40)
the Cogito of Michael has its place in a landscape Necroplaza. "into some landscape where to never have never knowing of never being". (41) [Cogito, ergo sum is a philosophical statement that was made in Latin by René Descartes, usually translated into English as "I think, therefore I am". ... The dictum is also sometimes referred to as the cogito.] I have to skip tranches of the text while I could with the same aim cite the whole thirty pages of this Monologue Expulseur. it is part Wordheap, in the most modern way: that it doesn't matter anymore what to say, yet notwithstandingly formulated in an exquise way. intent and content are obvious but possibly not to everybodies liking. it is to mine. that it doesn't anymore matter what to say, to the background of our era. to expulse this, therefor we need this textform. no other would suffice.
'light': "/blind by light's intone breakage film of reflect in mirror chase what of sickness of/" (43). where we can superimpose the text on profitist, sciencetheoretic rivalry: "mechanic broken of where to equate where numeral closure jack-knife upon some gilded crucifixion of malignant streak of blood upon/dead as dead sun dead/". (44) another Cogito summons "to be is reject following onwardly some silenced obsolete it skin of damned weight of pregnant pauses of razor psychosis spitting plumes of scalded flowers of lacerate of dead time of weight of lack/". (45) if there are grammatical, syncopal, omissions than we have to remind you that we bend the language as we like. now I have to edit/quasify, some more. "where to breathe is to vomit". (50) here is a good photography of what a Michaelean text comprises: "...waste attrition it all of less than ever breaks forth to collect of banquet skull teaming with nectar toothless toothed whore of broke jaw emptiness where spe/cial is to outstretch rhytm all sunk devour as of where belittle blood is out of focus nocturne of drought/". (52) 'heap of words', ingrammatical, spellingissues ['broken jaw'], vile content and postPolitic intent: for me this is the Post-Post text required to at least copy paste shards of a putrid social etnology. cataleptic extortionism [a physical condition characterized by a loss of sensation, muscular rigidity, flexity of posture, and often by a loss of contact with surroundings. Also catalepsis.]. "/ideation skins sky abandon of none bleak turning of throughout non-space as momentary corridors dissolve/text+2/not a/not of/nothing in this/fades laughter hilt expels dusts from gilded lung/sickness hunger avarice..." (56). this BLOCKTEXT mirrors Gertrude Steins The Making of Americans, Marguerite Duras l'Amant and Hiroshima mon Amour, Musils der Mann ohne Eigenschaften, Kapielskis Mathematisierung des Todes, Rimbaud, Celan, Celine, Cioran. the Nouveau Roman with Duras, Alain Robbe-Grillet with his 20 pages of description on how a seagull sat on a pole; Georges Pérec with his roman La Disparition, written entirely without the letter 'E'. the word in 'in dim forgotte(n)' (61) 'collideoscopic' we can compare with Guattari's 'chaosmose'. there are also glimpses of Dada and postNeoDada.
in (II) we find a 9 page tome of the same eruptive fumarole of untamed but micro edited texts. "...walls much the same are papers peeling are vellum traces an unintelligible child's drawings in heavy black crayon..." (67). "...eye speaks unknowing as what of till matter stripped of light calling forth where nectar of is the pissed upon from great heights as if there were ever any...meat to collapse into..." (68). the sentence has a knack. Deleuze wrote a book of the Crack-up. Deleuze-Guattari mentioned the geste: 'Connect-I-Cut'. so the sentence moves like a branch. journey = stasis. "...a long dead distance of through corridors of bleak surrender..." (71) which echoes Walter Benjamins Dialektik im Stillstand. a total expressionism, with streaks, smears and holes superimposed upon the text. "time burns deep through a colossus of endless night...cylindrical the breath is vacant...flesh to writhe to meat to bone to marrow turning in an absence of colour...static disclosure to when genuflect is the rot of being in as rat gathers...absentee pelts scattered across the floorboards stained with paint..." (75).if the text is stuttering it is the obstructive transitcongestion and the abstruse of tranceplaza flightlines plus no educational probabilities.
in (ii) the 'postscript', more aforistic than the previous texts, it becomes clear that, whichever definition is given to the text, it is uncalled for and noninstructive. there I found postreligiosity, insectoid prayers, affirmative areligiosity (Michael is born in Belfast), lemmata describing the void of whichever flights. "tendency to trace a given nocturne/absentia of/what once was never once/through the cracks in the sky come silhouettes of amber prayers returning to the host of it/insect sickness claims/" (87). moreover: absent postReligiosity, as religiosity has no weight, had no and will never have one. "...to erase of it/cold fragrance of artificial lights/burns of foreign sentience of/here the nothing there another of/bound bones in winter gutter/striation of what once was pulse/absent secrets of the/slashed out/all sung all to be sung for as if to gift the night its treasury/in the vicious air to taste of it/bleeding out the one once known...
I think this is another fantastic Irish poetic book by Michael Mc Aloran. he loathes such qualifications. let's say: I've read around his book philosophically, read his books and the ones with similarities. it is the genre that is my cup of tea... 

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'in dim forgotte(n)', now available from Infinity Land Press

"in dim forgotte(n)", samples of which @ the site & now available to purchase directly from Infinity land Press

6 pieces from 'all null having', published 2018 by VoidFront Press

…decibel overture of night’s collapse into/ fleshed lest of rigour trace of one singular edge sudden as if to grace what when/ mute tones of sarcophagus traces of design’s lock of syllabus detritus cast/ what will obscure colourings eye’s undone/ some given less than taken skinned lock-lapse walls wombs of lightless suffocate nothing of from final sky unfelt/ (the) extinguish in grip of shadowing/ a caress of teeth dragging pelt white-lock through viscous sands/ nocturnes scattered given to parasite where one wound burning colourless obscure wrestles with silken tread/ it-bones what gathered from broke stone silences/ automaton steel echoing in kaleidoscopic hemorrhage stead will what as if to say it will what/ =/ weight blind echo of unfelt/ not a…/ nor (the) other than as if there were ever any/ winds cascade into final lung/ shred of vocal light/ carrion atrophate sheltered by skin/ ever of/ some steps into… 

…cold colours in coagulate of flesh echo-echo neither left find skull of dreaming-in sudden as if to expire once spoken else/ shard of unlocked bulb of heart drenched in shit offered up unto devour lack taste shadowing spitting out plumes of/ cracks not no knuckles bled meat sways as of some orchid’s kiss unto winds we laughter-long/ stun-collide/ hollow knock upon marble surface cleans away some bloody trace/ cum dead lock-weight desire’s fruit (the) stench of rotting silence uprooted/ (we-it)/ eye-lit/ echoing wounds spec-ial black lack end pock-marked desire’s long circus parameter/ as all away to/ grains of shadow caressing (the) broke bone sky-lit/ as all for as for of into from which till no collides with one singular purpose given unto forgotten in instance/ knowledge putreformed/ putrefied/ veranda of cold mist/ (waves farewell to non-space in given absent trace)…

…stairwell descends/ rescinds/ expands eye in/ vulture kisses from blackened teeth skinning apart (the) abattoir disgust of absurd trace collapse burning in mist of final edge of razor light/ syringe taste upon dry tongue what world to a/ to break/ a/ …/ not a forage nor a whisper collapsing into dawn effortlessly divided (where words form prayers to)/ where words form prayers for dissipation-disease fled unto/ what as if in it/ it/ fingers to cauterize (the) bleak blood tide screaming silently/ shines some un-fled sun given from out of taken distance tasted skull-depth acrid azure skinning (the) teeth of purpose blind/ subterfuge of light/ spasm of some locked hold in/ see (the) white sheer in mind it burns black what static else ever unto colourless appeal/ in a suicide of retribute trimming (the) fat from meat most real dense viscous tar no better than/ yet in/ and yet/ of or other than/ unspoken edge lack severance…

…bones roll out unto dis-ease closed shiv refrain/ ghost limb silences from some beyond where nothing resides gnarled flesh din disclosure outwardly/ it-spoke silenced from onset nowhere/ insert/ hyenic salve/  lung eye-die closed wound expel not a/ outro-spective collapse what will in cull of hours/ dead speeches for cracked lights obscene given to expire cold weight/ it-eye/ shard of breath/ static-collision of as if what said ever-fading/ stretch wind broken lock/ stitches together where climb is naught/ onwardly burst wound lack exigency of some sudden naught’s emptily/ given from taking from given take(n) of/ rolling out dressage of final flourish subtle as if to expire what once calling out into/ echo-echo dead/ in (the) black of/ rotting words cold colours dead till dawn’s respoke/ breaking  from given less that was what of till ever-null/ shine a light/ translucent bones/ vibrate of/ crying out of…  

…funereal collision/ purpose of non-breath scarred division clear as light(less)/ eye spat out regalia of tears dry sands eager to corrode where skin is absenteeism/ blood to wrestle in ever-blind-cold-striate/ stigmata machinery churn of over-clot blood winds/ craven dusts expanding out through bloodless laughter unto/ no force nor gestural/ bind-white/ there or other a sun forgotte/ skull exposed/ blank din of occult whisperings nowhere possible from outset-onset/ (I-remembers the…)/ blank tones/ not a/ traceless senseless devour eye-clad in fecal of redeem nothing more from given unto give/ collision funereal where now as if to collapse stone walls no cylindrical promise/ translucent all as if could ever/ fragrant nullity pissoir of dreaming pulse long sheared/ fragment eye-dies is recollected re-born/ stammering allwhile through breath-stained nothing’s claws throughout/ dragging out (the) pelt of sheared screams/ no exist to offer…     

…ashen promise of detritus unsung drags from out of corpus flagellate desire for one thing absent of/ unsung from traces wastage of design from out which collapse/ pulse dry rhythm not a trace from shadow-lock/ (bites off the head of a…)/ autosuggestion  breakage nothing clad in papyrus binds/ eye has nothing/ devours (the) frozen self no nothing more/ it-speak/ reek/ lapse-eye dead for endless tomorrows that it will not speak of/ never once/ spinal outcry some trace through the dark/ cares not for the jot/ (the)/………………………………nothing-nothing/ wilted wounds of tearing tears for a ha’penny no will to exert as if to say that/ cold stone (the) winter wound/ reflex of undone where auto-breath cannot be held or other than/ a wound’s laughter pisses upon where dank division collides with spasm entrail silences/ cold shoulder/ it waxes/ it wanes/ it cracks breaks asunder eye/ locked to (the) char of night/ breathless out…   

"all null having a careening plunge thru strangeness of serotonin amplified perverse conceptual integrity/futurity caught up in the vectors of cerebral collisions/words railing against the Cartesian grid/space of thoughts hollowed out ungrounded heresy of linguistic discontinuity/an enciphered probability of multiple meanings defying de-construction pushed to the threshold of the limit of Blanchot’s Book to Come/A post human masterpiece/”
 

--Lee Beckworth, author of ‘Savage the Warning Signs’

“all null having” is a joyful apparition from the future-in-us, an Artaud/Guyotat-inspired example of feeding-forward fatal-error performance-writing, and a masterful poetic fictionalization of the meandering ways of non-rational logic. Deployed as patterned assemblages of seizing sentences that challenge the illusion of both continuity and discontinuity, “all null having” explores the continuosly emerging bursts of unnatural, beyond-risk decay embedded in the perceived order.
 

--Germán Sierra, author of “Standards”