The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

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plastron


"juice running from the surface of the program, churning back into the
screen, incision between one and another pixel, skin :crossed from one
program to another, addiction of lost body skins, hunger addiction,
addiction of nudes, of programs :the category of nudes as we speak, the
sheaf of images, cuts from the surface of the screen, crossed from one
program to :categories of bodies and parts of bodies:"

our lesions of pulled tendons, blisters, cramps and fevers, desperate to
leave the trail before we get locked in:turtles and alligator holes
holding their own, killdeer everywhere, hardwood and other hammocks,
cypress domes, our lesions:no one walks to the end of shark valley. 14
miles there and back and azure and ion the road first and last time::
woodstork staccato back-and-forth, long-bills down into crawfish-crab
sludge among every living creature, rutted buzzing :snapping turtles
hanging on, covered with leaches, mosquitofish-absolution, our breasts
bruised, contusions everywhere :among the herons, among poisonwoods,
tangled undergrowth of saw palmetto and cypress, solution holes beckoned,
snapping :: among the herons, among the poisonwoods, tangled undergrowth
of saw palmetto and cypress, solution holes beckoning, snapping transforms
woodstork staccato back-and-forth, long-bills down into crawfish-crab
sludge among every living creature, rutted buzzing on me... there's no
orders among the drive-letters, gone world junkie, our lost-body skins are
the currency of natural-real drugs:we're making the natural order, of the
natural order, we're belong among alligator young :we're the drug of the
world, we've swallowed it, we're shuddering, we can't go on, we go on::
:plastrons:armors:scales:feathers:skin:chitin::your   is inside my into


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between the carapace and plastron
 is the flesh between the endoderm and the exoderm
 is the flesh writing is a carapace
 among the meats of the world no one comprehends
 jane and doe molecule this is a holdfast this is a holding pattern
 keeping the elements at bay keeping them in line vessels flow down
the page carapace ions migrate north or polar plastron somewhere in
 the middle something inscribes something inscribes and bangs its head
 there's not much room between the carapace and plastron not enough to
 put a head in among the meats of the world we've outlived language
 we can't read this we have no such intentions
we come in peace and is anyone out there between the carapace and plastron
 are the meats of the world

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 is the flesh writing is a carapace: is the flesh between the endoderm and
the exoderm:between the carapace and plastron:_:_


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