that is it being itself
being itself being nothing
that becomes more or less
that is transitory
untethered, zero balanced possible
through a possible countless possible
continuing in another universe;
another universal possible
constituting an inaugural epoch
that is itself
transmitting lighter than that
that is a nothing buzzing version
buzzing the same
appearing - disappearing
before the hand that names names, names itself, names nothing . . .
a reproduction beginning more or less nothing
being maybe, could be transition, countless spoken adulations; dante dreaming,
pace of paw, human cry, clay that is but again,
but again, blood and again, blood to stone. beholding a paw, beholding a plan,
beholding a language spelled stencil;
untreated, possible countless nothings being a stone
beholding our bodies, beholding our mouth
our broad foreheads
double luck heifers
pang of a hostage
over ripening damage, ripping a protagonist, ripping unto itself
each that never existed
each waiting in never waiting for deposits
next to the horizon that is to be itself buying itself a dream
being a life unto itself that never existed
that is a musical, and afterwards blank circle preceding cognition
preceding;
have to die now
brought to you by my mouth, my cunt, my cock
an after thought buttercup;
who names records
whos driving my arm into my own transfigured heaven
towards a new bloom delusion
a thousand swarming, who, what, that is it, being an invisible caustic
implausible, posing a potential double amphibious
another perpetual circle, circling in for a landing;
bombadier to point and protocol
drunkenness sealed in captivity
darkness sealed in an unrevovling door
revolting in a slow naked long-gone clamor
praying resurrection
playing help me, over-n-over
in the small punctured margins
against a punctuated lets start over
call it home, call it a hall-way, halfway there
call it that
that is it being nothing, there
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