MICHAEL SEAN STRICKLAND

The Compass of That Sea

Book One

Cut off from heaven

§ 1.1.

Don’t know never knew never will a figure approaches turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky piles of human bone was it then or was it some other time and what was it marry me please a mother reduced to shadow a child without irreverence I was lost without it during those five months I tried to move then came back again seized and dragged further down let it slip from the memory come around hourly and drive walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again tell me something eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes ripe berries in a basket early blossom who’s there I looked consider the belief best it kissed me with its drunken lips a finger flicked it into convulsive space like all of it dominated by it I set aside an hour statues exhumed rise to come it sticks in the throat it all comes back to me now a child without irreverence it never comes back I tried to move such sharp stillness bewildered use free of the absolute it was the one that gets out that gets help something radiant hidden there I shall begin at the end found mad fur a goal futile to aspire to the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight heavenly indefinite unpredictable ways of travelling a pile of rags so it looks it took over the virile vestige could I catch it how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another it kissed me with its drunken lips how give birth without blood how perceive without obscuring connect that world mean what it does exist where it does large numbers leave observe the problem is identified split captured ambiguous the perversion of circumstance nadir approaches zenith their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates omit my name terror arises an enormous undertaking amid thorough toil raising it to the mouth sipping slowly in the breaks between talk infinite pull of gravitational fall brief breathless catch at the apex souvenir expects in stink who was I grabbing to doll hound curried to gear top loser I freed it get out the backward fall striving up alive shaky hot the wind lifted my wings I must admit I begged for it it kissed me with its drunken lips anything clear account of that play intricately what the eye cannot light the mind darkens innumerable thin shivers of light the stomachal believer bleropoly old hated cast-off a fistulous wave of globular light could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones those were my best days perhaps I flew too close submit fight tumble vulva somewhere that can still back it the in it deliberately I I amid next there choosing space dusk steam within an aim power off I shape me baked the heaven the not mordant the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what I was the corpse of that seizure nuptials quarrels prigs it virtually this a beyond know separate gains I look the sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death it howled between my teeth it kissed me with its drunken lips the harsh autumn sky deceitful face first into the gray ash did I ever come back from that ravishing distance it shears the spine clean in two I lifted my arms vitrify the mercy closely identified mutual aloneness exclude it I respond it taps out the vocal vinculum change learn out forgive suicide talked the meaning exploded thus so contemned the gold annulment insensate witchy tropes of red I went there quite often if sulfuric its courage common contempt oath the earth hopeless even of influence of self-possessed the sad pen it splendid could a the the inoculate darkling could the shattered skull soldered shut judge it in form debate design the best choose critical its use unfortunately conclusions result to derive abortion sputter it the tumble never toast of carving strap on wry crotch pensive tit the dark dove’s tongue flickers the glittering labyrinth.

§ 1.2.

The glittering labyrinth beckons gray affection don’t know never knew never will the dark dove’s tongue flickers a figure approaches the shattered skull soldered shut vaguely supposed it must be a tribute to try out what’s called semi-detached today I stood there a long time staring at it upright running standing rhythmic swaying back and forth turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky I lifted my arms a perfect dragon the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what it shears the spine clean in two was it then or was it some other time and what was it I took a bath in the sun dry the rubbed eyes the firestung nostrils regard the thorough purpose that’s how it started my life did I ever come back from that ravishing distance let it slip from the memory emerged from the earth’s womb it’s natural to try walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what tell me something the harsh autumn sky deceitful eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears not even day unlike night the chariot covered up and down the stairs perpetually beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn I saw it once it howled between my teeth a finger flicked it into convulsive space yet the general aim is still come home a little to one side it hangs below the knees could I ever resemble that type responsive sense sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death it sticks in the throat I was the corpse of that seizure don’t grow up dominate initial results repeated detail operation the disguise the illusion is dissolved praise and blame recite that claim alter it omit it it all comes back to me now it never comes back splay elbows across the table chin atop thumbs the hunch-backed eyes out the window scan the leaf-biting wind such sharp stillness once every two weeks captain I douche apropos I douche nutriment apropos a sovereign a transitory plaint perhaps I flew too close proud rice goon zod we like do famous for pumping street mats into literary blood vessels something radiant hidden there those were my best days I shall begin at the end could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones a goal futile to aspire to a fistulous wave of globular light the green repetition of park benches whatever animal innumerable thin shivers of light anything clear recklessly confident say walk dinner clinch word to merry lek could I catch them the memory of that impotence left me pining for more how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another out of this black heart pluck a knife died closed melancholy this hole shadow dryly flash fetish how end without beginning I must admit I begged for it how give birth without blood the wind lifted my wings the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what I when do I forwards piles the I to I to I douche in it in stretched those expanse the project few walk of omit am of appear earth body surrounded seed loves moment shrivel it the backward fall striving up the nothing way nod the where garments what it at problem accede that reflection the perversion of circumstance brief breathless catch nadir approaches zenith infinite pull of gravitational fall their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates the old view physically past things many how focus moral into trying formerly so many how be remorse exculpation of the mud repellently equivocal couldn’t day walked did recalled other off double detribalized found out that furredial gave me the trunkiest wopes it blissed me winky I drink to get out entire I that all unsentimental sense invulnerable of crimes persistently a day the the the thanks daily years no could the if protest electronic maieutic the tease I something derive conflicts the principles wobble illuminate light little task cry bewildered transgress clear stress needless torture suicide shy thwack it off I proffered not rubies I did knowingly suppress an itch it kissed me.

§ 1.3.

It kissed me with its drunken lips the glittering labyrinth beckons sedition can it permeate solitary and fetid cloud notes how to white tome kiff’t cold notes sat with hat tony me heened how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another I determined to try I found that I could take myself away ahead of the other I reached the end learn to cook a little doubt gray and empty don’t know never knew never will infinite pull of gravitational fall the dark dove’s tongue flickers nadir approaches zenith a figure approaches brief breathless catch at the apex scream and laugh naughty giggling the shattered skull soldered shut means to offer do that will I said I’d always wanted to still there intact the perversion of circumstance how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another the backward fall striving up critical concrete claim the task dazzled by the mad flight hopeless a characteristic of time I lifted my arms drops of rain floating upward floating up to the wheel a golden window tropes of angels the gap left much larger how perceive without obscuring almost lost so now the dying arms evoke that image gendered piles of human bone the wind lifted my wings it shears the spine clean in two how give birth without blood was it then or was it some other time and what was it fragments degrade explain I look at it I break down duplicate it laud the repetition I am that walk on splayed feet digging in hard I must admit I begged for it did I ever come back from that ravishing distance how end without beginning let it slip from the memory on the horoscope thorny clump beg nine nougat keen wine country sow not out of this black heart pluck a knife line it alone euphoric and aesthetic these innovative sentences consider for instance all that obviously at least in the present dork dyke and dame of this fire-bloody trinity chat witty their petty humdrummery each grinning face belches forth its feverish drollery walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again what the eye cannot light the mind darkens face first into the gray ash could I catch them tell me something innumerable thin shivers of light whatever animal the harsh autumn sky deceitful the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight quick-witted lives of it I stayed nether years north nod advised listened ailed attached eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears to manipulate space of me wheeled out cantabile else saffron I goes forwards walks horizon a didn’t I turned lunge through a fistulous wave of globular light beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn a goal futile to aspire to I saw it once how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another it howled between my teeth I shall begin at the end a finger flicked it into convulsive space stands it the pulling drive a the enormous few hard that my that terror and burn sparks by the the lake accomplished larvae rule unable unable of next to to struggle lost it is those were my best days sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death something radiant hidden there it sticks in the throat perhaps I flew too close depopulate my semen gratify helpless to accost hierarchy weak I was the corpse of that seizure try question try convey question try tell question tell the question tell the trying articulate hardness fetus of motley denotation yet after I shocked so no me abandoned its juvenile maw with a garnish I tapped selfishly trapped in a forest of bone understanding helps could lurid been order pitiless pure it cruelty thread characteristic unlike absolute unwholesome threatened self-possessed task word I the I of obverse flume unwilted it excitedly or something hierarchical elaborate elegant structure sense of help the to use obey conclusions result hard adhere conceive stealth’s exodus roam to commit how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another becowed in threads smocky painting a dire niche it all comes back to me now it never comes back the memory of that impotence.

§ 1.4.

The memory of that impotence left me pining for more to execute so shrill a tome prayer politics I saw it once it all comes back to me now it never comes back the glittering labyrinth beckons who totem kaffet tow shassed dice toad like die try a bit without that vivid insight the integral cross knows such sharp stillness inoffensively pearled with a bull-dragoned helmet a little hypnotized I ran I brandished it and howled speak dear before I want snow the bare trees the birds called splash the cold all over drench the half blind their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates I’m quite sure I was the corpse of that seizure I was having treatment I couldn’t see it failure sinking run away help little choose moral don’t know never knew never will perhaps I flew too close tread the earth persistently I saw it I praised it I said it infinite pull of gravitational fall it sticks in the throat the dark dove’s tongue flickers something radiant hidden there nadir approaches zenith sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death a figure approaches those were my best days brief breathless catch at the apex a finger flicked it into convulsive space lit up and burning heavenly very common even quite simple should I trouble myself to tuck it in the shattered skull soldered shut it survives seize on it eroticized hierarchy increase the alienation sever it I saw it once the perversion of circumstance it howled between my teeth turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones the backward fall striving up it doesn’t fit anymore structure back referral discourse exchange mine is what is left to keep its shape once a week I lunge at that satanic seed hunched over in the fever-eyed slack-jawed stare of never-to-be fulfilled lust I lifted my arms there’s so little I looked life to die done to win tabard to tag for yurts a royal limbus decrescent a goal futile to aspire to how perceive without obscuring language intellect never to retreat of course there’s no short cut but I persist consider for instance all that all this obviously at least in the present beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn I saw it once a fistulous wave of globular light the wind lifted my wings eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears alive shaky hot what was I trying to bark fight touch curse blither need rot fright could I commit homophone with nimble haunches for a nimble lip it shears the spine clean in two the green repetition of park benches back that I could back distance down there forgot forget turned abrupt I be there it it of great within that a weeks how give birth without blood the harsh autumn sky deceitful was it then or was it some other time and what was it terrifying name mine the claim to blaze it lake mysterious seed enforced with mechanics unwritten to to the lost turn to necessary returns it identified the downy anomaly of semen innumerable thin shivers of light authority small the terminus reached the problem points to this encounter I must admit I begged for it tell me something did I ever come back from that ravishing distance could I catch it how end without beginning I saw it once let it slip from the memory it dims anomalous arrived day details arrived well memory taught begging it taps the plagiary of intercourse terror denial steps floating upward I wanted to climb breathe atmosphere rehearsed a perception’s contempt detest follow the of night free influence so thanks if I these could splendid could crab it of houriless inoculate gurgled sickle choice or resolve rules hot operate make levels claim natural bewildered unfortunately clear talk easier derive found employed from the echo’s word masticate the revered knife suck and swallow what the eye cannot light the mind darkens out of this black heart pluck a knife walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again how speak without the names of things.

§ 1.5.

How speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what it kissed me with its drunken lips walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again it all comes back to me now it never comes back out of this black heart pluck a knife this thrust I rivaled I escaped glory murder a plot for me not that scrap I the it tattered it rebuffed its own hepatic conjunction the withers the slabber trap that source at this level escape entire the glittering labyrinth beckons tube honey stone very cane so dear expo lane what the eye cannot light the mind darkens such sharp stillness tell the young vitality put the comment in it are feet doltic cox mum manned lie sigited hoat said not we die let it slip from the memory almost at once I changed after I broke it off go dear before I must the first time I came winter in the park to duck spluttering and choking into that ice that hot knowledge the mean desperate love oblige it freely sulfuric on prophecy common invulnerable the the earth time not of the difficult self-possessed grew shaved no I the broach unserried it a the helplessly it moral it way the the perception it the choose concrete its use transgress evidence I say torture abortion stone thong intemperate prodigiously vain I veiled my tears their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates yes actually I said I’d seen it face first into the gray ash was it then or was it some other time and what was it the stolen life of dreams best to compare the levels of light follow the crimes cruelty how end without beginning don’t know never knew never will could I catch them perhaps I flew too close help me stripped of leaves piked heads did I ever come back from that ravishing distance infinite pull of gravitational fall tell me something it sticks in the throat I must admit I begged for it was it then or was it some other time and what was it innumerable thin shivers of light the simplest kind of experience every rent hangs dangling in the breeze death redeems something radiant hidden there wrought iron jacket paints the chair’s cushion bell-bottomed brothel connect to find to attempt a relation of dominance separate fundamental experience returns it goes first nadir approaches zenith the harsh autumn sky deceitful sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death was it then or was it some other time and what was it a figure approaches the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight impose engendered I show myself in the shape of terror most innocently it takes I request this why I’m abrupt all will go well those were my best days it shears the spine clean in two brief breathless catch at the apex hourly and new boozers coughed in glouts unremarked to give way to the unprogrammed pressure eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears produce that by trial and error of course there’s no short cut but I persist famous for pumping street mats into literary blood vessels was it then or was it some other time and what was it bleeding sweatiness parochial groping the wind lifted my wings the shattered skull soldered shut dish a green table bleeds eyes fool swallowed unwholesome praise churlish I’d sea do could and like a room bother didn’t to at toil a fistulous wave of globular light I shall begin at the end piles of human bone the perversion of circumstance beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn it howled between my teeth how perceive without obscuring beshits best in back great cracks undertaking years ornery shape terror is terror everything ash semen the of cryptic emitted turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky a goal futile to aspire to could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones I lifted my arms collapsible cistern I place appease head helpless confused speak and it breaks look accost on a gravelly scamp to the top of the rose the backward fall striving up who connects sense to it itself I am separate it knows orgiastic growl it slumbers dread I saw it once.

§ 2.1.

I saw it once how speak without the names of things I’ve been carousing itchy clambering about and cynical in the aliquot how connect one thing to another the backward fall striving up a fragment

Of melancholy this gentility of sense iris goal essetix mounts cone to focote hiquisitine femme sassafrailty naffle ghoti fish-dew the memory of that impotence left me pining for more

More what I lifted my arms I portray the unnecessary world rarely do I keep that pitch could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones it kissed me with its drunken lips a goal futile to aspire to walk march crawl

Run slip fall get up fall again turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky it all comes back to me now it never comes back how perceive without obscuring pearled that a then message of that youth minutes a message

It’s suddenly absurd my see a about it please abstract pure of in and inquisitively clock drab aglaze such vinculous spondees out of this black heart pluck a knife quartered into three rampant commentators of sable by the by

I remembered it the nice weather tortured for all that hay from most of a visit the summer business I suppose I didn’t say what I’m doing it howled between my teeth the glittering labyrinth beckons magic swindle

Clever sly wretched humiliated beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn the shattered skull soldered shut the perversion of circumstance such sharp stillness illuminates the choice does it make sense take the effusive oath

Of it detest the pure what did I wish take me out of here the shattered skull soldered shut let it slip from the memory the fretted sunset clouds the massy grove of trees it can’t be in it the actual appearance

I shall begin at the end their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates dragging it nonchalant it dies convey this uncharted a fistulous wave of globular light face first into the gray ash

Ashtray the butt five times a cigarette smolders earthenware to explain that reality unsettle the effect standardize inevitably it gains what it lost a definite exchange I was the corpse of that seizure

The terror of pronunciation to occupy a position high priority I turned to look spastic enema take notice cry see meat cool stew looked but good doll the wind lifted my wings how end without beginning

A finger flicked it into convulsive space a perfect liar respirable excised my method is to leave nothing unobserved apparently don’t know never knew never will eyes grip tight to their sockets I covered the wheel

A situation that gets out unchoked that the of sense pure pure crimes persistently dazzled even the unwholesome to thanks heaven the word ever boundless frilly orthotics diagram checkmate unwilted flagrantly

Could method derive the spring debate the does compare little critical its bewildered obey no stress to adhere suicide lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears produce that by trial and error

These innovative sentences I freed it get out could I catch them brief breathless catch at the apex ice bent towers deep writhed famine skating rye aback roach dice bin detonated it ubi kallacious tamed and slayed

Perhaps I flew too close my fist the jewel come remember can goes and the fell was I didn’t I I’m apropos it sits there in place it shears the spine clean in two did I ever come back from that ravishing distance

Those were my best days infinite pull of gravitational fall the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight vulnerable arises what of from seed shit flames heavenly words rained

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Ragged adolescence adulthood senescence death the dark dove’s tongue flickers the shattered skull soldered shut innumerable thin shivers of light must it that so be scarcely long essential goes down and write

§ 2.2.

More than everywhere try to seek to explain this process nadir approaches zenith the shattered skull soldered shut was it then or was it some other time and what was it purgation is a virgin the most decadent

Number so do tace my sate-sade button water no in precisely the bare end nullify the initial jeopardy should I mention I saw it once something radiant hidden there how speak without the names of things

How connect one thing to another nadir approaches zenith the backward fall striving up with I long came tried maddening soaked did approached nervous urgent been to I very again little sex the to world that

Talk a here peccaried innumerable thin shivers of light such maidenhood the starveling of the latigo close that shrubby appearance arrowy a the memory of that impotence left me pining for

More yet learn it I so talked probably tattered in exalted determination prohibited more what infinite pull of gravitational fall I lifted my arms at first I said a breakup quite well the wax

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Have been born of such cunt-cocked bones quote and quotation what the ostensible level found help me drink I must admit I begged for it it kissed me with its drunken lips malicious joy infinite pull of gravitational fall

A goal futile to aspire to it sticks in the throat walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again if lurid safe courage pitiless contempt take cruelty tread by day absolute influence speak self-possessed first

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Operate elegant wobble design the perception how perceive without obscuring invulnerable pure contempt I went along with it in the inky blackness the furious red a broken fit

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To obey whatever comes before me ragged tattered begging those were my best days it howled between my teeth did I ever come back from that ravishing distance the glittering labyrinth beckons the most brilliant perception

Muted by prudence reach for an image yes it’s a reality it shears the spine clean in two beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn perhaps I flew too close high turnover introduce it quick this strategy fails

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To their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears language intellect never to retreat wall lily depot dyke pit tit farm mouse loaf piles of human bone don’t know never knew never will let it slip from the memory

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Is pronunciation not scatter the rose seed existence down I shall begin at the end how end without beginning their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates intercourse surpass

Rivalry guilt a it able to this first the behave the wind lifted my wings a fistulous wave of globular light I was the corpse of that seizure enfeebled genres imitate the greatest power to destroy

§ 2.3.

Myself discovered it cleaved the me from it rhapsodies implicit face first into the gray ash the shattered skull soldered shut and did I kip that spook benign not in the harrows of innocence charioteer sun balls

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And clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates looked like it look up that reason to think I’d like to keep it open all the time an apprehensive lift of the head stupidly

Smug blank smile evidence debate the hot structure principles the backward fall striving up pitiless perceptions common sense how end without beginning innumerable thin shivers of light covered with a wheel

A chariot domes and spires turrets and pinnacles programmed to follow to seek I shall begin at the end the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what a finger flicked it into convulsive space

Off the mark by far existence blankets such bonded eunuchs the harsh autumn sky deceitful let it slip from the memory at the same time isn’t that the situation I’m in account for that fact such sharp stillness

To struggle necessary and essential solemn tumult it belongs to me a necessary point point of view don’t know never knew never will the dark dove’s tongue flickers piles of human bone eyes grip tight to their sockets

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Admit I begged for it the perversion of circumstance it kissed me with its drunken lips brief breathless catch at the apex line it alone euphoric and aesthetic hound curried to gear top loser vixen choked me I thronged

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Whatever singing fragment of dawn walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again it shears the spine clean in two a figure approaches the glittering labyrinth beckons pulling in the opposite direction cosmic

That left show utter the sun through I this earth amicably thrifty damaged turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky did I ever come back from that ravishing distance such sharp stillness it howled between my teeth

It all comes back to me now it never comes back those were my best days the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight it and conflict lift one to clothe strategy it disguise cretaceous boil

Out of this black heart pluck a knife change truncated how perceive without obscuring connect that world again begin the definition fellatio permitted it benefits counterpoint couldn’t that every arrived

§ 2.4.

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Pluck a knife half in hopes of having drop the hint of it I found I couldn’t get in talking not realizing the soul’s deafness spring the rules elaborate the form a prophecy of courage unsentimental order

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My wings turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky nadir approaches zenith the glittering labyrinth beckons a servant of it no going beyond it apart their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk

Like smooth thin-cut slates why supremacy exists alienate the body to speak long to clothe myself in those separate garments a figure approaches the backward fall striving up number quality price

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I shall begin at the end it sticks in the throat the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what perhaps I flew too close the careless definition my method is to leave nothing unobserved

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Greatly walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again it kissed me with its drunken lips the dark dove’s tongue flickers walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again piles of human bone I must admit I begged for it could I

Catch them eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears faithless details of alimony give me a chance to regret could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones sperm ovum

§ 2.5.

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Sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death the shattered skull soldered shut a weather in snow empty a a the waxy walked life opened I the my entwined there bedecked last intensely

I light I I fix barred ended could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones how perceive without obscuring like dash iron-tracked face that splutters golden better the event the purpose to prove it eyes grip tight to their sockets

Lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears come here first running the hands stubborn in the way resolve hierarchical conflicts it’s all been rehearsed on the safe side I found it I didn’t want to climb

Down was it then or was it some other time and what was it my own consent astonishing could I catch them I lifted my arms determined filled in contemplation it colors the memory recalled cancelled at will

Face first into the gray ash I must admit I begged for it the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight alone cruelty crucially erotic piles of human bone I saw it once

The perversion of circumstance those were my best days the dark dove’s tongue flickers I was the corpse of that seizure accept it as still alive not know where to turn shout it it kissed me with its drunken lips it all comes back

To me now it never comes back don’t know never knew never will something radiant hidden there brief breathless catch at the apex everything from that seed I remained privately provided for I forgot to mention it

Command language it howled between my teeth rest forearms and wrists atop it nude male right shoulder faces it dejected self-hug sketchy face direct the wry gaze downward white field and a swathe of oily sky skating

Wedging sneaking the strict noose that divined it the soul is the mind at its purest the love of the whole to argue it looks like a short cut a fistulous wave of globular light how give birth without blood tell me something

Let it slip from the memory I distilled that charge I tried to devise to direct mean beg nine nougat keen wine country sow not souvenir expects in stink who was I grabbing to doll I’d I I it heaps nothing

Remember forgot bother deliberately commit this I energetic steam how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another what the eye cannot light the mind darkens did I ever come back

From that ravishing distance the harsh autumn sky deceitful the wind lifted my wings a goal futile to aspire to I lifted my arms a finger flicked it into convulsive space humble not omit in belongs

Charred fire sea to that seed nadir approaches zenith perhaps I flew too close itself befogs ordinary I’ve it it the proceed distress in inevitably fit illusion I singly on the assimilation lip

The glittering labyrinth beckons to nurture I now perceive the former term the mode applies the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what its frozen shadow clicked and clattered on the sidewalk

Like smooth thin-cut slates it obeys explanations everything tell details did or colors taught double end it skulking all the tithe it sticks in the throat a figure approaches I shall begin at the end the backward

Fall striving up all that conflict cleared at last breathe that all a sense contempt oath crimes persistently flight not the influence of self-possessed the I pen I charity could grab the by inoculate darkling it I lifted

§ 2.6.

My arms it shears the spine clean in two innumerable thin shivers of light it begins describe that unhappiness time death bless me special dice-dealt tense how end without beginning walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall

Again such sharp stillness the explosion pestilence to glare at it the reliably porcine I’ll go hot hours had we three or quarry dice nosed a ride not rest do take to nifty ha I agree how preserve this

Hard plan entirely more dislike a away it tried vital was something the on of unintelligible  pictures prophetic absurd back see the sex to looks the comes of space if henchman dive up only once such

Lethargic dullness to kern the immitigable journey shit drunk perfect breakup I the the gray bath basket path little without a a came chill hair walking I I moments vivid walked the at removed tinge tremors

Gregariously how end without beginning infinite pull of gravitational fall innumerable thin shivers of light be splashing naughty eyes into firestung laughter nadir approaches zenith

It shears the spine clean in two the shattered skull soldered shut judge to convince afford to do strap on wry crotch pensive tit beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones the backward

Fall striving up maimed for hours seated sullen mute blind derive it or something that lurid atmosphere sulfuric thirst in a forest through the waters rushed unwillingly how perceive without obscuring its just maturation

With a gap I shall begin at the end eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears so I recalled it flows an aspect of myself how many things try to be a figure approaches

Was it then or was it some other time and what was it anxiety betrayal view the meat it sticks in the throat nadir approaches zenith their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates

Distress abundant lards scatter the ashes out of this black heart pluck a knife the potential to succeed I remember one evening I didn’t say anything it didn’t bother me wanting backward hemorrhage

In the middle of the eye the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what the glittering labyrinth beckons be kind enough to come it’s always dogged me how to achieve it the love

Of the whole I restored the soul to it face first into the gray ash perhaps I flew too close what how why life to die done to win to tag tabard apropos a sovereign a transitory plaint I must admit I begged

For it it sits alone it writes it stands the provocative stranger the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight I’d remember do I labyrinth at I I forgot don’t enema seed

Douche a great expanse gruesome cut it the to residue of of preserve seed wasted a finger flicked it into convulsive space sperm uncouple space theater piles of human bone turn and pivot beneath purple vaults

Of sky I saw it once a goal futile to aspire to the perversion of circumstance nadir approaches zenith those were my best days I might win faults in the high throes of that sacral pain fuck fine wooing the harsh autumn

Sky deceitful the dark dove’s tongue flickers did I ever come back from that ravishing distance I was the corpse of that seizure leads to plight understand a loaded brindled belle the capacity perceive the former

Mode plunder warn at the helm what the eye cannot light the mind darkens it kissed me with its drunken lips how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another it all comes back to me now it never comes back

Let it slip from the memory it that I forgive assassination on the me meaning feed it helpless repent what I’ve forsaken don’t know never knew never will nadir approaches zenith something radiant

Hidden there how give birth without blood brief breathless catch at the apex freely lurid been prophecy pitiless invulnerable of cruelty thread hopeless even free the the thanks daily shaved no ever the broach unserried

§ 2.7.

Electronic the the tease could to impose a beginning a fistulous wave of globular light it howled between my teeth I lifted my arms the epileptic postulant myth roared code to shade watch load with terror

Very nice what keyed cipher determines this practice often unwavering I live little I I to shoulder just absurd back-looking the broken-hearted message its emotion I my again time already

Charm knobbled abstract pure talk of I a run back down for the first time intone the broom return resolve and drape at remembered park bare and in early scattered flowers speaking million house to air the sweet-warmed picked

Ambled all that I the fix it I the ended half-blind cold be choking on that iron-tracked hay walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again it howled between my teeth such sharp stillness in hesitating praise it straight open

A fistulous wave of globular light how end without beginning brief breathless catch at the apex I proffered not rubies I did knowingly suppress an itch mad fur its sated deasel lineaments balloon

No infinite pull of gravitational fall how give birth without blood I was the corpse of that seizure judge that method moral choice or something if I could breathe freely unchoked quite explicit on that level hooked

By a great fish through the nose it takes the place of intelligence something radiant hidden there sperm ovum zygote fetus infant adolescence adulthood senescence death tell me something make it show again

Release it it shears the spine clean in two don’t know never knew never will the shattered skull soldered shut suicide or assassination let it slip from the memory violets try to convey try to tell sense horror

Beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn it all comes back to me now it never comes back could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another the backward fall

Striving up absent that reference scarcely able to articulate it kissed me with its drunken lips how perceive without obscuring endowed with meaning charred residue baked earth too powerful to resist too violent

What the eye cannot light the mind darkens I shall begin at the end fucking fool I am taken in my own arrogant innocence I sat in a room I forgot I was there tiny delicate colorless young

Likeable established it appeared it gravely addled eyes grip tight to their sockets lids clench tight over the eyes wind boils about the ears feeling the hound of heaven happy decently ordered or some such thing

I’d been concealed to tease best cleanest busiest profoundest I followed I asked did I ever come back from that ravishing distance a figure approaches the dark dove’s tongue flickers I was the corpse of that seizure hourly and new

On the horoscope thorny clump amid thorough toil the harsh autumn sky deceitful it sticks in the throat those were my best days could I catch them the wind lifted my wings their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk

Like smooth thin-cut slates to transform the vapors gruesome power of that terrifying shape apologizing comedy I was the corpse of that seizure out of this black heart pluck a knife I throw myself on it

A goal futile to aspire to the memory of that impotence left me pining for more more what I saw it once I was the corpse of that seizure turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky the glittering labyrinth beckons

Its presence is unlikely power to support get rid don’t see piles of human bone face first into the gray ash a finger flicked it into convulsive space endeavor tramps to be free wouldn’t day walked talking might

Memory of dragging perhaps I flew too close deprived of it urine and drapes the stars’ pestilence a strategy of failure of loss unchoked atmosphere rehearsed of perceptions pure it follow the a not of

Unwholesome threatened self-possessed task it word show splendid frilly orthotics obverse maieutic unwilted it I the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight the end

The adequate type describe it the same direction I must admit I begged for it I lifted my arms walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again infinite pull of gravitational fall the shattered skull soldered shut was it then or was it some other time nadir approaches zenith.

§ 3.1.

Nadir approaches zenith: out of this black heart pluck a knife, the ships, the hurricanes. Vigils passed time, sat better. Bite to steal unwifely in the interatomic jest of that accent. On opaque octaves I disengaged it, hypnotized; found, stood, more of a say; mania, last what urgent been suddenly, didn’t very the intend, something to. Looks: world that the being were livid. Such banality. The end of the first whittle dossal errand, judge keyed, huge, peripatetic.

First it the trees, empty, the blossom with waxy, without things: the leaves, the warm entwined, it killing at specific. I light, I, the committed bitch, gregariously spluttering mane that drenches golden pain — judge to hesitate the purpose; happy, I must admit.

I begged for it, walk march crawl; run slip fall get up; fall again, the green repetition. Of park benches, the backs; of leaves, heavy; with sunlight, becowed in threads. Smocky painting: a dire niche; it howled between my teeth.

Out of this black heart pluck a knife, sputter it. The tumble never toast of carving method, something way. The hot perception does compare. Help claim to use transgress, evidence.

I, needless torture, conceive such sharp stillness; sure social life a great storm. Cloud darkening the ostensible conflict — such suspicions melted my breast; it reared its own helpful condition. I arrived.

Shocked. So I said: “A finger flicked it into convulsive space. Hyacinths, a fistulous wave of globular light, face first into the gray ash, how end?” Without beginning, piles of human bone. Brief breathless catch.

At the apex, encountered a problem: terminus mother, power deny, myself gonna have to accept the glittering labyrinth: beckons, lost helpless, confused cohesive circulation, infinite pull of gravitational. Fall, turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky.

How give birth.

Without blood, innumerable thin shivers; of light, burn to ash. Water, semen, shit — I attempted it. Afterwards, I remember, I fell down. The cliff, I saw it once: something radiant.

Hidden there, the memory of that impotence. Left me pining for more, more — what? sperm? ovum? zygote? fetus? infant? Ultimately nauseating. Kit peeled kite lane trying my pen in heaven, in hell (adolescence, adulthood, senescence): death a goal, futile. To aspire to tell me something: my favorite morons, inaccessible.

On that prodigal morning, lived open, cheerful; other side surprised by the long hand. I should like to hear storage of thought; cloudy heat, it shears the spine. Clean in two, the perversion; of circumstance, don’t know, never knew, never. Will their frozen shadows? Clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth, thin-cut slates likely to define the terms.

Of its good and vigorously murky ague, my winkle (in doubt, develop dilemma) considered it; I came inside (meat cool stew), looked. But good, doll, the shattered skull. Soldered shut.

There’s so little, I looked; captain, I douche apropos, I douche nutriment. To do that project, the wind lifted. My wings let it slip from the memory, vulnerable beginning. The fitted commingles it, uncouples verging cubes, and suddenly. Stop to see it. Could I catch them?

Beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn those were my best days. It all comes back to me now, it never comes back, it sticks in the throat: a gouty witch, trunks of annulment. I say it some time or other: if sulfuric on courage, common contempt, detest. The earth dazzled even the influence; so, thanks.

It the those it the unchronicled a of flume inoculate gurgled excitedly? Caress more anguish doubt could I have been born? Of such cunt-cocked bones the harsh autumn sky? Deceitful how speak without? The names of things how connect? One thing to another? Was it then? Or was it some other? Time and what was it?

It’ll have to be taken seriously, the backward fall; striving up, the sharp blade, the dark dove’s tongue. Flickers out of this black heart. Pluck a knife, a figure. Approaches how, perceive without. Obscuring. Begin mulch. That rogue — did I ever!

Come back! From that ravishing distance, what the eye cannot light. The mind darkens eyes. Grip tight to their sockets, lids; clench tight over the eyes, wind. Boils about the ears.

§ 3.2.

Not after out to as no the it care for it out of this black heart pluck a knife I was the corpse. Of that seizure, I was the corpse. Of that seizure. The morning trumpet too reckless, nadir approaches. Zenith.

I shall begin at the end I lifted; my arms shield it with me, intrusively proletarian. Thirst though it did, overpower a bivouac lazily, I tested humbly, inoffensively, that there then that picture. The of day such sense stranger to walk own time. To already charm, please, impersonal world: different, not more hypocrite; snowing, not soft. Enough. I couldn’t always look away.

Indifferent the ring, changes judge, shit hourly I. The first, the gray sun, ripe petals, little thinking, real right for leaves, sunshine walking, and thus once that. Walked the scamp nimble, wistful, cancelled, ended. Quite. Giggle spluttering nostrils advised the event, the purpose to do. Masticate the revered knife, suck and swallow eyes, grip tight to their sockets. Lids clench tight. Over the eyes, wind boils. About the ears, shy: thwack it off. I must admit I begged for it — what the eye cannot light.

The mind darkens walk. March crawl, run slip, fall get up, fall. Again did I ever come back? From that ravishing distance, the green repetition; of park benches, the backs of leaves. Heavy with sunlight that, or the spring.

The the choice, to moral concrete, natural bewildered, obey. No stress hard, adhere found, breathe that. The a sense contempt take crimes persistently. The unlike the influence speak thanks first shaved. These I courage unchronicled a the a inoculate. Steered excitedly how perceive?

Without obscuring what I know about it, help me understand. I skated towards it; did it skate towards me? I’ve been careful, isolated. Did I forgive narcissi? Could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones? A figure approaches, perhaps. I flew too close.

A sense of itself separately connected, it kissed me with its drunken lips. Such sharp stillness. The relation can be characterized, the double annihilation. Of self, it must proceed inexorably beyond the next, the dark dove’s tongue.

Flickers a finger, flicked it into convulsive, space reduced the sun, inner fire of the body, the backward fall, striving up the persistence of ideas. Against the horizon, a dark drift. That’s all. (That needed to be said.) A fistulous wave of globular light.

Was it then? Or was it some other time? And what was it? Consult, told cured, detached to wait resignedly the familiar phrase, receive the bony box, thinking, or something like, that it can’t be guaranteed, face first into the gray ash: could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones?

How end without beginning skybound, by wooden kittens, woolen mittens, the harsh autumn sky, deceitful piles of human bone. Not just look it, be it: brief, breathless. Catch at the apex, I was; all teeth, tongue, lips. Nostrils to act or rest inside the most beautiful. At wise sieve loner bullet herb farm. All will go well. It sticks in the throat, the glittering labyrinth; beckons an enormous undertaking, cosmic fright.

It all comes back to me now it never comes back infinite pull of gravitational fall those were my best days turn and pivot beneath purple vaults of sky beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn what do I care?

I that the unsentimental sense invulnerable. The crimes thread by day. Absolute the difficult self-possessed. Grew sad lips could boundless of protest. It houriless the helplessly sickle. In a way less believe me more false. I want striking how give birth without blood. Could I catch them let it slip. From the memory tactical kinship. Of devotion out I walk behind me. Thunder dental similarities innumerable. Thin shivers of light to destroy could I have been. Born of such cunt-cocked bones I saw it once. The shattered skull soldered shut discover it. Buys fusty foam from that retainer everything. It wouldn’t lie would it something radiant hidden. There their frozen shadows clicked and clattered. On the sidewalk like smooth thin-cut slates it started. Loathed urgent and buxom helot the memory of that. Impotence left me pining for more more what.

§ 3.3.

Could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones? Sperm ovum zygote fetus infant, adolescence adulthood senescence death: the perversions of circumstance. A goal futile to aspire to, it shears the spine clean in two. Tell me something: “Out of this black heart pluck a knife, out of this black heart pluck a knife from the mist. It lights a heinous lobe. It’s been served, it’s been told.”

From me, innumerable thin shivers of light implacable. I wasn’t episodically my own wrangle, was I? Pearled I a came message of marvelous youth; I a garbled the visit away to, to intend something. The to the it thought myself here inquisitively open on the same side immitigable. Over close return resident. Commingle peripatetic said, “Nice time, birds and I, berries, pink flowers, I, life, place good, eating it, sweet-warmed, stuck bedecked, spinning specific, I light a wedding in snug, gregariously half-blind, be screaming wild ice, and torture antlered mane, better speaking to propose, to prove it prodigiously.”

Vain, I veiled my tears. Stealth’s exodus roam to commit, tell me something: “Nadir approaches zenith, it shears the spine clean in two, I shall begin at the end, a goal futile to aspire to.” I lifted my arms.

Judge it, inform debate, design the best, choose critical; its use, unfortunately, conclusions. Result: to derive abortion, the perversion of circumstance, eyes grip tight to their sockets, lids clench tight over the eyes, wind boils about the ears freely. Lurid safe prophecy pitiless invulnerable the cruelty tread mad night. Absolute the of self-possessed startled it lips ever charity. If protest puzzle deceived the on sickle spot the tight rain. In me flowing outward sperm ovum zygote fetus infant. Adolescence adulthood senescence death, I must admit.

I begged for it don’t know. Never knew, never. Will what the eye cannot light? The mind darkens the memory of that impotence. Left me pining for more more what walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again their frozen shadows clicked. And clattered on the sidewalk like smooth, thin-cut slates slim as a reed, lethargic, blithe as a lark in every detail produced. I walked out of it.

Anemones try to explain. Did I ever come back from that ravishing distance? Something radiant hidden there? Innumerable thin shivers of light? Power exists. Already the shattered skull soldered shut. Accept on a grand scale a nod of the head so be it integrated how perceive.

Without obscuring, sparks blaze from it such ornery courtesy. I saw it once. It howled between my teeth, the wind lifted my wings, a figure. Approaches closed holiday soft like death sees nothing in the distance piles of bone I was there again. Sight much worse neither read nor write, perhaps. I flew, too.

Close separate identity. Enough. So many messages give a true illustration. I could clear the ends. I suddenly saw myself let it slip. From the memory I hang between doubt. Just to make way, nosing ways of rude furnace lore, loud foundries. No take notice, cry, see, I lunge at that satanic seed. It kissed me with its drunken lips.

Such sharp stillness once every two weeks. I squat, I collapse, I squat, I hold my stomach, this thing, I gave it a hard thought: could I catch them? innumerable thin shivers of light? how give birth?

Without blood a finger flicked it, into convulsive space at dawn I let myself, cannot yet be answered I try, what’s normal beyond whatever — singing fragment of dawn, the backward fall, striving up process, to seek, turn, and pivot beneath purple vaults. Of sky, a fistulous wave; of globular light, those were my best days.

Was it then or was it some other time and what was it? It burst full flower from that residue I suppressed. It terrified, rain pouring noisily down.

Infinite pull of gravitational fall face first into the gray ash it all comes back to me now it never comes back how speak without the names of things how connect one thing to another the glittering labyrinth beckons stupor of length pious heathen I’m not old how end without beginning it sticks in the throat the harsh autumn sky deceitful innumerable thin shivers of light.

§ 3.4.

Could lurid safe order pitiless? Pure, pure follow the, the unlike free, unwholesome to thanks, heavier years, this I? The I of diagram? A unwilted flagrantly it? I gave myself freely, in a way, raw. Some fear thirst, some fear pain, piles of human bone. Could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones? COULD I HAVE BEEN BORN of such cunt-cocked bones? Out of this black heart pluck a knife; massage me.

Plenty piles of human bone, I was, the corpse of that seizure; I don’t wash to bow. Tap it old, limply, somnolent compass. Hugely, perhaps, I didn’t nip to feud more, to scavenge it brief breathless catch. At the apex, with cold long back, tried maddening precision, did visit nervous quality, foreign again, absurd look to.

To about short have abstract comes the in and peccaried. Bored with mystical indifference. Appetite stealing errand journey shove — arrowy drape I weather I called. Empty took in and waxy walked. A opened and the kissed entwined. It thus the music walked the breech I. The the ended, the dry stone-dark knowledge like drench. All pain. That drags hot advised to convince. The purpose to do roach dice bin. Detonated it ubi kallacious; tamed. And slayed, employed from the echo’s word. Something. Derive, conflicts the principles, wobble illuminate, light little task, cry bewildered, transgress clear stress, needless torture suicide, tell me something.

The harsh autumn sky, deceitful nadir approaches, zenith it. Sticks in the throat, it; shears the spine clean. In two vigorous, unending (my future), breathe atmosphere; side a perception’s contempt. Take the earth mad night of influence; speak, self-possessed: “First came pen, ever simple could comb the checkmate, inoculate; steered, could how end, without beginning.”

I shall begin at the end a fistulous wave of globular light unchoked atmosphere side of perceptions pure effusive follow the flight not free unwholesome sanity thanks. On the this show the I of tank by unwilted the it a goal futile to aspire to how speak without the names of things. How connect one thing to another I lifted my arms get me out of that secret tame rape fevered me skitchered nibbled burnt.

It all comes back to me now; it never comes back — the perversion of circumstance, face first into the gray ash, eyes grip tight to their sockets, lids clench tight over the eyes, wind boils about the ears, the same complicated pattern, correct, day after day. The dying gods, delicate blossoms set apart from itself, from myself, I think. Within a context: infinite pull of gravitational fall, a fistulous wave. Of globular light, was it? Then, or was it? Some other time and what was it?

Work more than me, I must admit; I begged for it. Those were my best days. Don’t know never knew never will.

Later, for sure; earlier, now, play it lonely. I know what’s talking now when I was younger. Insistent. I don’t mean anything. The time I didn’t say. I was what the eye cannot light.

The mind darkens, turn and pivot beneath purple vaults, of sky the memory, of that impotence left me pining. What a fistulous wave of globular light a lift of the eyebrows already there duplicated the flames rose. Through the sea of heaven walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again beyond. Whatever singing fragment of dawn their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk. Like smooth thin-cut slates sometimes a few years it walks. Like me looks at nothing, a finger.

Flicked it into convulsive space, struggle, feel trouble, visit disagreeable days, followed the almost invariable reply. Did I ever. Come back from that ravishing distance. How?

Give birth without blood, something radiant; hidden there, the dark dove’s tongue flickers. The green repetition of park benches. The backs of leaves heavy with sunlight so finely palpitating this isn’t just an accidental conclusion, waiting, uneasy, unhappy, conflicting desires. A fistulous wave of globular light.

The shattered skull soldered shut the neck to expose too much knitted sneak ravished lent the liver, give me smile, bless me, I request this. Why I’m abrupt: walk on splayed feet digging in hard such sharp stillness from me, laughter, the throbbing calmed a little into tears. I get up. How perceive without obscuring a critical question. To dominate, know who I am.

§ 3.5.

I saw it once; it kissed me with its drunken lips; it howled between my teeth; let it slip from the memory. Mourn that ritual the wind lifted. My wings, perhaps; I flew too close. I developed such a disposition, a horse, the frumpy supper coat, the mawkish guilt of trifles, a figure approaches, innumerable thin shivers of light, the green repetition of park benches, the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight:

Care to take of it, use to make of it, that kind of character — the dash of that urine, bridge it, strain. Could I have been born of such cunt-cocked bones? A figure approaches out of this black heart. Pluck a knife unruly, spin loathsome refuse, more often than not. A take, time again and genius of I, time severing unintelligible pictures that I, to see, wish sex and it world pure, picture a now, with perhaps.

I flew too close; some of it still with darkness, whip in broom, revamp on huge perfect breakup. I came. Snow gray, a, a orange little without million, a never last the walking, it bedecked last intensely, I light. At removed parsonage, barred gregariously; splash wax into eyes, rub half-blind head; better to hesitate, to propose straight open: “I’m a file, a detest de trop, vile tart, stone thong intemperate, or something.”

Hierarchical elaborate elegant structure, sense of, help the, to use. Obey conclusions, result hard adhere, conceive. If sulfuric, it’s courage, common contempt oath, the earth hopeless even of influence of self. Possessed the sad pen; it splendid.

Could a the the inoculate darkling could piles of human bone the wind lifted my wings I was the corpse of that seizure. What could I know about that level let it slip from the memory sporty gout slems it now neck ankle ass. Yet the germinal album is stoic commit hopeless brief breathless catch at the apex not arrived yet. Couldn’t change mother love smothers embrace me define that world of connections the mother. Child relation explain. That dominance emotional needs ignore it howled between my teeth.

Tell me something: “It kissed me with its drunken lips the harsh autumn sky deceitful I saw it once nadir approaches zenith the green repetition of park benches the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight how perceive without obscuring unable to appease that guilt it shears the spine clean in two.”

Such sharp stillness. Thus is it transcribed, surrounded by fire, the lake of heavenly seed, highly systematic. I stayed sometimes a few months. How end.

Without beginning the shattered skull, soldered, shut, great dark heaps settle down, find fault. I shall begin at the end. Could I catch them? The glittering labyrinth beckons. I spent hours deprived, always inclined toward clemency.

Eyes to see with for a while only? Way to nullify? Leave my senses regardless, refuse to acknowledge it. Can’t be brought together — a dismayed glance, misery-torn, to intend to break a goal. Futile to aspire to the dark dove’s tongue.

Flickers. How speak without the names of things, how connect one thing to another; something radiant hidden. There I lifted my arms — skating, wedging, sneaking to understand. Pat my head.

Cold reckoned hate: there was that sickness to keep its shape once a week, then it comes. Nothing. How give birth, without blood. It all comes back to me now, it never comes back. Did I ever come back from that ravishing distance? The green repetition of park benches, the backs of leaves heavy with sunlight, a finger.

Flicked it into convulsive space just standing there; I tremble, I burst several forms. Unfortunately, face first into the gray ash. Their frozen shadows clicked and clattered on the sidewalk like smooth, thin-cut slates; the strongest, most brutal reach that point emotion traces to be found.

Eyes grip tight to their sockets, lids clench tight over the eyes, wind boils about the ears. Restrain it: I was capable of doing this beyond whatever singing fragment of dawn, infinite pull of gravitational fall, walk march crawl run slip fall get up fall again, sperm ovum zygote fetus infant, adolescence adulthood senescence death, the backward fall striving up, a distant cuckoo in the insensate bliss, the galactic reduction.

I’m old, I cried; I marched. Was it then? Or was it some other time? And what? Was it freely excited? Its prophecy common, invulnerable; the crimes, persistently; flight, not; the, the of thanks started I no. Show courage. Broach unserried puzzle of the or I. It seems painful. Rudeness, the memory of. That impotence left me pining for more more what I must admit.

I begged for it turn and pivot, beneath purple vaults of sky, egotistical self ruined; it sometimes terrifies me even now those were my best days: what the eye cannot light, the green repetition of park benches, the backs of leaves, a fistulous wave.