Hate: An Obsessional Phantasmagoria
Since birth was given…debt(h). What knowledge is taken as. Flight.
To be done with this business of ratfuckery
The vantablack milk of yesterday
For an all consummating final eternity.
That I paid off with the money (ducats) of worms
And that famous archae-anarchic smile that cuts through the joined indistinction of life death – touch-touch – eat/shit – orgies of god [Soi]…
I do repress.
The stone that was moved (Berührung), I placed again in its spot on the road incommensurate with the pallors of love, placed again the flame on the arm of the child.
(That it should not rise up into the sky)
Which is night and lawyering.
Which is day.
Oh Leonardo, my breathless sweet Leonardo…
I see through the clumsy ligaments, lips and integuments of your debts
I smile as their jouissance (m)Otherly.