our libertine wager.
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08/02/2010, 11:19 am
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critique/interpretation
embolalia
- (de)generate mixture
- (this morcellated self)
- a detour
- a little less
- a mortuary of artifice
- a wound
- abridging
- abulia
- across the breach
- after-taste
- altar
- an untenable word
- asleep
- bestir
- borderpass words
- concrete is immortal
- days of crime
- dear sir
- drafting regret
- dressing it up
- equidistant
- every time i vomit i think of you
- expire
- found objects
- hold still while I pretend i don't love you (part i)
- hold still while I pretend i don't love you (part ii)
- hold still while I pretend i don't love you (part iii)
- hold still while I pretend i don't love you (part iv)
- homage
- house
- hunger
- i could use you, i could try
- iambus
- in the absence of traces
- in this sickness we call belief
- infantasies. part i.
- infantasies. part ii.
- infantasies. part iii.
- infantasies. part iv.
- la rature
- languish
- lassitude before words
- masking tape
- memory
- mercenary speech
- more
- morning
- my lord
- noise
- of tears
- of your corpse
- or the law
- our libertine wager
- parlour tricks
- perfusing
- playing in the breakage of a word
- playing indifference and sticky-tape
- please please
- plummet
- prorogue
- refrain
- retention and stranger danger
- scissions
- secret laughter
- sedentary wanderings
- sick with sickness
- singular
- sir. mister. sir.
- sovereign
- surface
- surfeit
- sweetness
- taking on proportions
- teeth and metal
- the demand of forgetfulness
- the graft
- the hangman (open-wide)
- the hinge
- the mechanics of relief and failure
- the rats (part i)
- the rats (part ii)
- the rats (part iii)
- the watchword
- this is why we never dream
- thrashing
- to confess
- To submit disaster to the name
- to the quick
- tourist
- transfix
- truant
- turn me on / turn me off
- until
- who is that man who imagined her ecstasy?
- writing/dying
- you cannot taste language
- you're a dead ringer for my dial tone
other
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Wow here’s such a deep intellect of imagery, it’s heavy, but if you get your head into it it’s beautiful… beautiful because it has truth, truth as dark and heavy as it exists in our human societies multiple, perverse, and clumsy attempts at creating liberty in the ambience of our societies, the ambience of our humanistic world….the world I must love, but the attempts at liberty I spit on……… otherwise I wouldn’t be telling the truth your honour, and I mean that from my honest heart……’wasted sensibility’, love it
Comment by Thomas 09/08/2010 @ 1:26 pm