The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

August 15, 2002


219 character essay: annihilation to the limit


i am a furious woman. cannot abide stupidity. the continents are gone.
enclaves of rich prepare for war. extinctions have reached maximum
throughput four per hour. disease spreads through atmospheric pollution.
there is no hope. seen far too many killings. world undergoes great
slaughter before its time.

humans should be stripped everything. prosthetics keeps species alive.
fuck and wallow like amphibians. we begin return. drown ourselves. stuck
in this groove. carefully explain.

on with brute inertia, disastrous programming. wouldn't you story. tell
stories, parables, awake! want us disemboweled. your clothes back on.
political economy superstructure. superstructure saves you. it tombstone
procreation.

hang wires me. grab panties. you're my girl. you'll always it's because
life. live head, cunt. there, half-born.

that's reason. save us. they're names everything constitute. we're saved
by them. animals names. they can't call. call up.

was born furious. to undo own creation. name flesh-girl-god. everyone
knows decay language. speak repeat myself. i'm obsessive-compulsive.
disorder repetition permanent fuck. structure desire expands fill hole.
mouth, blood carries code burn scars. scars circles herpes across body.

moves outward. hides out nerves, culture. culture that marks look, can see
me there. touch thoughts effect. difference exclusion. skin-residue,
flesh-slough. death-wish everyone. not terrorize, cleanse. purposes
removal nightmare.

frightened expand against tongue. form character interval. annihilation.
emptiness. perfect-flaw. will kill brains out.

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1 i tell stories, parables, awake! awake!

2 you want us disemboweled. you want your clothes back on. you want the
political economy of the superstructure. the superstructure saves you. it
is your tombstone and your procreation.

3 you hang in the wires with me. i grab your panties. you're my girl.
you'll always be my girl.

4 that's the reason. the wires save us. they're the names of everything
we constitute. we're saved by them. animals have no names. they can't
call. they can't call up.

5 this is the story. i was born furious. i have to undo my own
creation. my name is flesh-girl-god. everyone knows the decay of language.
i speak and repeat myself. i'm obsessive-compulsive. the disorder keeps
the world alive. repetition keeps the world alive.

6 there are wires in my mouth, blood in my hole. everything carries
the code of life. wires burn scars.

7 the scars are circles in my cunt. herpes expands across the body.
everything moves outward. it hides out in nerves, in culture. culture is
the disease that marks the body. look, you can see me there. look, you can
touch me there.

8 i am frightened of everything. the wires expand and burn against
my tongue. they form the character for interval. they form the character
for annihilation. for emptiness. for perfect-flaw.

9 because i will kill you and fuck your brains out.

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sweet song of love


naked, i am dying of love, sweet song, mesmeric
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
naked, thou hast cast me into this role
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
please, i can live no longer like this
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
she leaves so quickly now, almost in a faint
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
her staring is uncanny, almost as if
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
applause from an audience of thousands
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
degradation beyond belief
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
degradation beyond degradation
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
put your tongue up me, show them who is mesmerized
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
i cannot, will not, live without you
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
i will kill you but my voice must be preserved
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
drinking her urine in front of the invited guests
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
licking her feet
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
evening primrose
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
long white gown falling open from her shoulders
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
hands trembling in the air
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
manipulation behind the scenes
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
miraculous singing
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
breathing deeply
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
entering
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
songster of the night
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
rosy nipples
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
full breasts
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
ectoplasm
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
hypnotize
one last kiss, one last note, one touch
mesmerism
one last kiss, one last note, one touch


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The 165 Character Manifesto


All too often, we hear that postmodernity has eliminated, or at least
called into question, the relationship of natural world, wilderness, to
manageriality. This is prefabricated on assumption no longer can nature be
taken for granted, in-itself primordial. Instead, world fabricated,
constructed, managed, undergoing continuous cultural transformation -
augmented by global communications systems.

I wish propose an 'other hand,' however - one based both atmosphere and
cosmos. Clearly, atmospheric pollution, stratospheric extends vertically;
doubts it reaches ionospheric levels, even if so, inaccessibly-high finite
vastness universe beckons beyond.

Consider this, then consider traumas earth itself earthquakes other
'natural disasters,' latter hurricanes example human activity. From above,
from below, volcanos, magmas held taut within mesh universal chaos.

Human encroach; have not yet contaminated stars, earth-orbital trash
infinitesimal danger, compared errant asteroid.

The point? That artificial are porous, species-dependent terms, sun
clearly indicative our own miserable fabrications... There remains
wilderness preserved, avoid this uncomfortable conclusion 'annihilation
limit' seems a far easier, almost comfortable, way, deal with what appears
slaughter...

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