tiniest new cell inside the mouth,
doesn't know what's happening
slight growth in convulsing body, cooling
doesn't even recognize the lack of food, expulsions, sounds
bright new cell, inside a bright new world
doesn't know anything, body shutting down
later, there's one right eye half-open
i can look into her pupil, i don't remember blinking
=====
beneath the water, disturbances
untethered, riggings
liquid, the forms following, liquid shabby,
shapeless, memory, unholding
stressed or stretched cloth, sails,
water-clogged
cold lake rocking
earth which is always waters
the waters
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+++ dear whom,
+++ what is it you wish to know. last night there were burrowings, them I hope you understand. the great sky were an enormous jelly of one piece. so distinct i hear A great soul has come through this sky. +++ i did not see through there, i did not further went. what would be this that the very walls shudder, i did not have premonitions. in the morning i listen to a star i cannot see in our bright day. +++ i did see nothing. +++ 'i am a radio waiting for a station' my father did say. the sun was very bright day and perhaps that were a reason. i do not know. i hear A great music in my soul. i will study god. we +++
march 16, 9 a.m., 2000
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the lake /*as if contained*/
talking in the middle of the world /*waters and no shores*/
the motivation of a sail /*none, none*/
perfect balancing where worlds /*among forces*/
breathe in worlds, /*breathing winds*/
delicate among elements /*air, water contrail*/
what, happening, since beginnings /*of universes, chaos*/
making us human /*muteness of nature*/
taking us away /*rapture, travel, death*/
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the moorings
moorings
moorings, the home
homing and balance
suspended in water, eyes open
the balance of water and water
the balance of water and air
balance of death and water
balance of life and death
waters mooring waters
waters mooring
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losing the image
waiting for the real to appear
waking slowly in the sun
skies and eyes
from the water, a message
thin wedge of light bright on the beam
hello we are drowned your drowned
we are waiting for your coming
your your
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OF THE binding of names
a shrieking angel falls in the water
& his sodden wings will not fly again
& BIND the name to the number & BIND
& transform the number to the name
& a shrieking angel will be reassigned,
his name taken up across NETS in this
& every other world, & his name REBOUND
& his number reassigned
i do fall into the depths of the waters
i do swim among the winged and feathered hollows
& there i do bind this wayward drowning angel
& there i do spoof his useless address UNBOUND
i will ride high in the midst of NETS
& routers i am the NAME & the NUMBER
i do BIND the NAME & the NUMBER
o my great wings, to thy great wings
ii
Siehe, die Baume _sind,_ and,
wandering among forests of directories and files,
until at the end of the long path,
there are only files, files are only things
veering among beauty, such, placed and cited
across the plateaus of disks and drives,
huddled within the fragments of domains,
turning, transformed, when the glider veers
in our direction, UNBINDING names and numbers
every file leaves itself space
unfathomed, between one and another domain;
it's here that wings, terror terrified
holds to the semblance of the real
but i, i have forsworn the real
huddled in my wings, huddled in thy wings
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beneath the water disturbances water-clogged
earth which is always waters the waters
talking in the middle of the world
delicate among elements suspended in water
eyes open the balance of water and water
the balance of water and air balance of death
and water waters mooring waters waters
mooring from the water a message a shrieking angel
earth lapping at the waters seeped in waters
dispersions of earths and souls and drowned eyes
and drowned
earths, waters, souls, moorings, souls
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C:\dying C:\and C:\funereal
from C:\the C:\solitary C:\sleeper
to C:\the C:\family's C:\descent
or C:\from C:\dying C:\in C:\the C:\sky's C:\arch
C:\and C:\then C:\too
lateral C:\relations C:\among C:\relations
the C:\solitary C:\among C:\the C:\solitary
speaking, C:\unable C:\to C:\speak,
last C:\words C:\on C:\frozen C:\weather
so C:\that, C:\chattering, C:\words C:\iced
C:\in C:\such C:\a C:\manner
suturing C:\all C:\nature C:\of C:\things
C:\and C:\names
binding C:\names C:\and C:\numbers
C:\roots C:\of C:\each C:\and C:\every C:\thing,
the C:\root, C:\drive, C:\driven
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when do you say, i am done with experiment, now i will talk with you,
now you will hear me talking, with no transformation,
and then you might hear me, you might hear me saying,
i'm tired of making meaning, i'm tired of meaning and making meaning,
tired of all of this, of carrying the necessity of language,
the needs of the speaking of language ; there are no angels,
there never have been, there are no others, but of the proffering,
i am sure as long as it's unthought, the way the sun follows form,
think of a sundial ; there are no others gracious in reception,
what i have done, you might find me saying, i'm tired of phorias,
of meaning carried before the back, reachless, gracious, silent,
as long as there are words