in refutation to Dr. 2, Dr. 1 clowns antiquity weeping

forget it.
we're not here
for the new

egos, ergo, leggos
to be doted upon

transcendentals are more than cavities

"we must be assured yr serious"

the supermarket is tonguing the canary/ throating corso's member/ and we are assuring/ we're serious / here subject/ here/ subject/ we're serious/ interrogators of yr ailments/ in gestures remedies/ we use angles/ er, angels/ er, angles/ er, you will/ angles/ not know/ which why/ we widow/ and wonder not/ but react/ collude in the ailment/ yr esophogus while/ stripped and gleaming/ can still be/ summation/ and a blanket

//

many of us
have forgotten why we started/
why we're here/
what gave us our diseases/

Dr 2. I must ask,
whose subject
whose subject consumed
whose subject consumed itself/ structured its tail

reach into its mouth/ bomb into/ self/ (un)toward/ potentiality/
yr foot/ yr mouth/ yr rectum/ yr umbilicus/ yr receptacle/

Dr. 2

where the blindfold slips/embellished with skin/the one who cuts/surface/pulsating under surveillance/the body grinning with imperceptible flickers/having loosened the slow blemish of sexuality/the rhythmic contorting of memory/in marvelous conviction experiments/a figure emerges/midsection

Dr. 2

Location is devised by vagaries of dissent. A shattered face disposed
the body. Permanently displaced by the figure sides. What happens
under the covers is an inward conjunction of tongue. Two surgeons
hang dangling wordlessly. So we have been given time or kill or cure.
We remain breathless, a post-semantic body. Think across systems in
spheres of textural streaming.

Dr. 1

It is all so nearly biological. Flow. Contingency being a beginning. Intimate operators speak. Beginning being. Again and again if possiblility passes into the present. Presently an impossible possibility. I must say. Something taking. Psuedonyms. The subject is at stake.