b-movie cycle: i. positively deranged

surrounded by idiosyncrasy  / a wreck that is a stab 64000 miles wide / im the piglet of she fleck / i retired at meditation + titrated in antiseptic / remember ankh is the name of the object / remember ankh is identified with sanctuary / maybe they werent all runners / maybe they were simply perfectionists in lifes confection / or something simply subjected to being continually seen / identify / now youre flashing red / you dead / a plan hatched by projectionists at churchmans cinema with no animosity intended / your first kiss in the balcony seats / pertaining to maintaining a conversation in mastiff with the projectionist / watching celluloid frames get stuck in the gate + watching the film burn / my way or the silver hallide crystals way / streaming out of the film into the ether / circles of confusion / more confused than ever / fused to the will of the incoming strongman / fused to the tyrant combover / he was kurious oranj / kurious oranj / they were positively deranged / pained and intense man / there are no plasticines or other wrecks / honeymoon in this small mojave destiny tract / a sparkler contact / a free love impact / collateral attaches in blue royalty-eavesdropper stew / librettos erased + runners encased in velveteen latches / the final scene / an eavesdropper is eavesdropper / it is all there is + it is surrounded by a ripple of idiosyncrasy / plasticines exist as limbs in the slap stations / the eavesdropper is the only known wreck in expense / all is lost / not lost / lost / not lost / lost

What I’m Reading:

Almond-mouth, I cannot enter
the procession. It’s true I’ve imagined
the face of God, yes,
I procured God’s eleven tongues
and spat on them a coagulated sea.
The liveliness, the liveliness
of this day assails me.

— Aria Aber / “Fata Morgana, 1987” / Hard Damage