when dealing with the subjectile one must scream
numerous occasions of accident

i am all of my ages every second
massive symmetry and rest

curl yr little corpse into a ball
determining the transparency

resuscitated presence of sarcophogus
will make a suitable spit

centuries upon centuries to be fabricated
errors squeezed into skeletal trunk

amorphous, indetermined, a gauze filled mouth
the squawking possession of entrails

yr gull the instruments of crime, the subject of god
intervolved and marvelous

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anaphorism opens to instinctual masturbation
put yr dead body in place of the sound

that delusion and error
to have the body stitched is to have traces

aesthetic judgements on a self sufficient body
the scars of blows and wounds

attempted to solve this antinomy
to stitch, shares in fact its ambivalence with, to pierce

which slowed and became continuum
piss and shit all over you in pattern

size, direction, and speed
burned before saussure like a witch

touched black at the branches looking for shape
it's always a ground without ground