Friday, July 28, 2006


unutterable sadness, cursor intrusions, head-object or object-head moved
piece by piece, that is spectral redrawing of coordinates given and
through certain trajectories, i'm sure there are disturbances yes for me,
i hear howling just beneath the surface, although these might bounce, much
as a message from me to you, unable to reach its destination, and that is
in fact its destination, in fact, in dream, in imaginary, in virtuality,
of which these are texture-molded from vaginas, testicle, shaft of penis,
sex-heads, silent, silenced, not even a nodding, yes and no
[the following are based on motion capture of a dance / avatar construction; wires connect sensors to central computers]
the basin of our lives, our concavity, neither internal nor an extension,
we're here, there, miniscule, only our loss the richness, fecundity of
world and information time and time again, sheaves of time, of which, just
this text or view or this reading, death coming, infinitude of details
gone forever, slightest creatures, of which we, communalities, surface one
or once or not at all, our unknowingness, rot envisaged in the corpse of
the other, our selves worn like teeth come the death of how many, the
moment after, no longer there, your glance invisible, words unheard, touch
receding down your long corridor, the room the same, view from window,
slough of air, this body no long with basin, with concavity, the thing,
what will you do with it, what will be done with it
body movement translated into bvh file
bvh file clothed in loquacious avatar
avatar lowered onto floor body
hysteric dance of avatar and floor body
mapped dance of one and another
digital seamless wonder transmutated skin
writhe wryte internal electromagnetisms
signals connecting floor body and avatar
avatar desiring floor body hysteric
hysteresis as chiasmic exchange
the one generated the other
the other was clothed in the one
the other above the one
the one beneath the other
coupling hysteresis hysteria
the womb meanders eyes opened shut
bodies stitched together in final fury
doctor doctor there is no help for me
doctor doctor there is no help for us
for her for them
peopling the world of the grainy digital film
stitched together falling apart at the seams
falling apart seamlessly
hysterical out of control contrary
contradictory wayward really fucked up
really fucked up avatar fucked up floor body
say neurasthenic mean hysteric
bvh file long since forgotten
the real. Jennifer is thinking sleazy about her philosophy of immensity,
the stain all in the breadth of a stain on a minor planet. But I made the
angel fuck dirty panties Names roll off the tongue, stain the air
tentative; the signified is recuperated as a stain against a backdrop of
the virtual, stain the wires with my presence, search planetary context,
panties, your stain grows larger, my stain on my conscience, stain in your
*/apologies for removal of some files, i have limited space/*

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