raptor 04 http://www.alansondheim.org/raptor1.jpg eye http://www.alansondheim.org/rapt.mp3 ear http://www.alansondheim.org/raptor2.jpg eye http://www.alansondheim.org/raptor3.jpg eye i carried my chills and fever symptoms to london i carried them back i forgot where they came from i forgot where they're going my lungs are wet with imagination and viceroys my mind is borne with torpor and intensity the qifteli registers the octave strings and harmonies the torque of the hegelung registers simultaneity somewhere a door opens and another closes somewhere a transom twists and turns in the wind i hear nothing behind my back and nothing before me fear of musketry to the left and the right of me my old limbs are my belongings my young limbs are my darts of iridescent scales every moment is the last moment and every moment is the last moment small town stores and fields of dust and refugees tell me is this that and is that this outside it is true there is screaming outside tongues and mouths are screaming the soles of the feet rest on mediated grounds outside and just beneath the ledge or lip of the transom inside and just above the ledge or lip of the threshold o for the remnants of the day o for your raiment of the finest my finest are your carriers and your scars o refusals o supine o the last remaining one _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
