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10/07/2010, 4:21 am
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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
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I really dig this poem. I was lately reading and looking at Orpheus and started reading Eurydice by Jean Anouilh, I’m in love with Greek Myth.
Comment by Thomas 09/08/2010 @ 12:39 pmi love the feel of the pphrase “words, gorged on my blood, leaks…”
Comment by axelle 17/12/2010 @ 10:28 ampoem is very thought-provoking and sensational