The exquisite conquering through repetition. The perfecting practice through repetition. The withholding of release through repetition. The losing of teeth through repetition. The rhymes andrhythm through repetition. The solemn stasis through repetition. The floor through repetition. The losing your mind through repetition. The retooling of days through repetition. To technique the things through repetition. Drunk on ambition through repetition. Habits don’t slip through repetition. All week long, through repetition. To degenerate to syllables through repetition. The clown of the masculine muscles through repetition. The anxiety of awareness through repetition. The second Monday of October through repetition. It would be nice, through repetition. Instructions for people through repetition. Dinner, the favorite meal, through repetition. The sobbing out innocence through repetition. Theories of morphology through repetition. The lack of value through repetition. The way things are through repetition.The tangible vanity through repetition. The recognition of disorder through repetition. The pressures of assimilation through repetition. The cleaning, through repetition. The city in mourning, through repetition. The cruelty of form through repetition. The everything astonishment through repetition.
this bed cradles backwards like an uneven survival.
iii.
the flowering muster of utter nowhere
the egg of the stop
the nowhere near anywhere here and now.
iv.
Close the door; memory your fingers; what’s the meaning?; it’s bandaged to make it permissible; plays our tenions out; the smudge; space emerges in doubt; no doubt, not here; the skeptical hollow heal; problems of utopia ruined; formally a design frontally a style; this April afternoon; nourish the visiting with anything I can imagine; the cruel rest of old man paces; why worry about falsity; that wrong sincerity; a hot flash, flushed, and lingered in the bathroom; I stole the jam of the studied love; decay the unfamiliar when belief comes; the here (singular) and so sunny you shit astonished disturbance; now you run your fingers through your hair and feel fine; the fatties eating until they’re full; the full embrace; undoubtedly dumb; the expenditure of all masculine energy left wayside by the farther side of the street (the where the where is it is); the right side experience, readable and reliable; the whisper arc, the now I’m fucked, the part where I grabbed the tissues; the horny day of them; the walking the burnt out turning pink; like the highway, you know; the ever drawing ecstatic embrace of the future tense, dawning.
v.
the jealousy readable in the loss of face, red and ruddy:
I am confusing ecstasy with decay,
And I keep that ecstasy in the letters I never sent.
“A dream of the sleeping beast awoke. & the fog cleared, blood fumbling a vein, while the city speaks” – Boris Izsus
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Is I am, is am Causality is, Structure Mined—A Face opposite, Mine.
The Tips
of my
toes
dig / goes
I deeper
to tear / I can
skin
the [Space]
Scene
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Stomp—[ily], Stave—[ily]
Vicarious—[ily]------------>Try measuring my Mammoth Absence or, Stuttered the purpose you
(…mightily~!...)
[miss]----------------> I might, talk composed if yr Ass was Plump as if
blurred how I’m Just Verbal Porn Pomp
& there is this & there is this & there is
is THIS: an am own[ed] my Sacked Exhibitionus Condition to----------------------------------->whoreitallthis
part/parts the Problem or, I pant in Heat those, ways needest going about it needest me mostest
now
Hold me
O'
old/growth
which is non—senses who/whose Arduous Groan I, attempt at Anchor merrily am, merely are, am Bumspeak scuppered out my Back[ing] room------------------->I’m mating [in] Room to the Form’s affectionate AphasiaAssdrop:
O’
I’ll Blow’n’da’Blow’n’da’Blow’n’da’
okay stop
[POP]—opposition projects an Abyss------------>Summoned to Exhibit [n’I Stand~!]
[ing] near way, once Fist Ruptures Reasons to:
CHICAGO PROSPER HANDS, WORK or I STATE:
Yr Exterior anticipates my Face’ll doom, encased, era[i]sed in the Event that’ll form but matter here is only, my Body or, rather it’s Full of shifting I’m Forms perceive—blank space—in which, to tumble I, proliferate, contemplating myself as a Symptom of Labor grills me a poof to extend within this Space I, Animalia the Internal Life expenses upon the----------àExperiences the Depth of my Body as Ambulancespace, articulating upon my Primordial I Appetite th’Weight.Thus, becoming visible my Production of Desire, ecstatic scuttering along the Backwash of Board--------------------------->rooms: speaking[err]ing of Yawning you induce the, wears me the fuck Out------------------>of Discourse of course cannot touch the Narrowing Space in which I squeeze my Head shit, the idea displaced here forces me to live like an Animal [of Body / in] in / inadequation can & thus appears before my Sight [Body] the negative Fall I go, or Burp or I
<pushup~!—pushup~!><pushup~!—pushup~!>
Because I Feel is / I is / Trapped is / or,
…
….wait, why / are you / you are, why in my Space?
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Oh you/your Sonorous Schleps a Wrong Pocket, so let’s—me Talk so we can / get let’s Wet:
One against, continues to shay:
“I’m detached here in the difference of Representation, Whole”
huh?
Which inverts an Analysis of Desire:
“Big Bone Feels my Boundary Bulge”
“es—queeze me?”
Reduces the Space or, I Violently then Thought:
“My Presence Views the Scene on, The Other Hand, I squeeze”
“yes~!yes~!”
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Thus, [con]—flict: a specification—[con]
The Hear[t]—[con]Do:
as in------------------------------------------>recovered to clobber my own
diss----------------------------------------->”man, I’m arriving with, [I’m] Out of the Conceptualize”
you know I am / just are Privatize
(...just as is I’m just, anti—just, eh...?)
bitch
this Spatial Place Operates
the feeling of an
[I’m Just] Accident, animal
th’ground [on]
speaks: a Body which lies
in/[on] impulse
on/[in]
pulse
in piecing the pieces to-------------------------------->Space, now trace my Mouf Movements to
