WHO

harps on conditions (presence, prescience, instability, implicature, dis-use, despair), to assess & process & pretend them. Because I tend to read all markings, all traces, as approximations toward form readily, I am always glimpsing–– and meaning, making record of those glimpses of–– becomingness; attempts to impress upon the radically uncontainable as if it were (because it sometimes seems so) (temporarily) contained.  The most unintelligible, illegible, unspeakable or otherwise smudged of these that bear allusion to meaning, that are in motion, what we attempt to slow in order to utter them, to guess at.  They are being becoming, and in so doing, annunciating the curious transparency of that indistinction.  An indeterminable burst is not the equivalent of nothing; it is something even while its sum is unlikely as recognizable as anything apparent.  It could be a hole there–– ontologically, anatomically–– that inconceivably holds limitless expectancy.  (Expectant of what?)  To never be sure is in part its own initiative, but also to be a carrier for whatever it may.  

Say: a whole hot bed of prairie dog tunnels–– turning inward toward channeling–– seen from the cross-slice side-view, for instancing, sees spells, that––

I MAKE OPERAS & OBJECTS.  o o O   I SING.  oOO o
I COLLABORATE, CURATE, EXHAUST.  
   o O O O o O O  O (O )   O     O O O O o o O o  o .. .
I LOVE SEEMING ALL THE SCHOOL THINGS.  
ALSO, SO SO MUCH, IT'S INEXHAUSTIBLYOO  O O             O    (O  ))        it's  )))



like a distant star that flinches and twinkles upon scrutiny, as language that knows how to efface itself.  Like the card on a string with two opposing pictures that conflate when spun, advancing a strategy of neither/nor.  I work and work and get worked up, a froth, to de-form a thing by dizzying it, in fits–– to release it from its mark–– split/open–– so it's subject to its own withholding, from within, its endlessness.  And between this, I find myself breathless when the mold and its impression are turning over and over, looking in and looking back and looking on, indistinguishable from one another.  An action that implicates both actor and area acted upon.  An open mouth for feeding from.



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