The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

September 15, 2002


vag5.mov


the shapes engorged - the tumor spewed - it emanated from the vaginal area
- it emanated from the prostate - it emanated from the breast - the lungs
- the mouth - sores across labia and scrotum - or they distended - the
swellings far too painful - beyond pleasure the pain - the waves of
murmurs - pain of murmurs - coagulations of bullets and lozenges -
shuddering and swollen - protruding and parasitic emanations - within the
scent of death - within the scent of slow lozenge life - slow bullet life
- the tumescence of life - the pulling down of everything pure in life -
shapes - distortions - spewed tumor - labial death, towards turned images
- it emanated from the vaginal area - it emanated from the prostate - it
emanated from the breast - the lungs - the mouth - or they distended - the
swellings far too painful - beyond pleasure the pain - pain of murmurs -
distortions in the movement of the lozenges - coagulations of bullets and
lozenges - shuddering and swollen - protruding and parasitic emanations -
within the scent of slow lozenge life - slow bullet life - stuttering
within and stuttering without - the tumescence of life - the pulling down
of everything pure in life - it swelled or it was veering -

it swelled or it was veering - the images turned towards death, labial
distortions, dark shapes - emanating, tumors, cancers, skin stretched
bursting -


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poor


i've got a pixel missing on this machine, it's always on, it's always blue
- another's always white - double-star system - dear god - you look up -
you're always there in the stars - you know you're saving everyone - you
know there's reason for all this evil in the world - i'm your secret
friend - i can't get enough of you - you enter my very soul - they're
leaping now from tall buildings - they're burning in fires on the ground -
they're hanging from the trees - they're divided among others - they can't
think very well - dear god - you must save us - all the hurting people -
people fighting and starving - people killing and being killed - so many
sick and dying people - so many animals too and plants too - the screen
stares at me, punctured or fissured; the screen carries its own after-
effects, nimbus and aureole of light - you write on blue against black,
black against gray, yellow against blue - the colors of the troposphere -
sun glaring at all of us - it doesn't know any better - dear god, please
do hide the sun, it is so troublesome for so many of your lowly creatures,
it casts light where there is none, nothing remains of the light, shadows
am too bright, the glare too dark, in the corners many eyes see, many eyes
are blinded - may the sky welcome us - even just against my skin i can
hear them - the computer next to me breathing heavily - producing
animations of untoward, ungodly things - things that everyone desires -
there's a raging storm outside - lasting the batteries - until the frame -
until the last frame - is done, completed - the world going by at twelve
frames a second - you can't imagine - you can't see - you wouldn't believe
- dear god, complementary colors burning into me, i can't speak to you any
more like this, my head is reeling, you must ascend to us - oh, nothing?,
what could possibly be meant - the passage - eternal writing - the
murmuring growing louder - the sounds, furious - Karl loved Gertrud - he
wove his phenomenology around her - she was his star - the indescribable
Cipher of engagement for the two of them - writing them into the ground -
at the limits - dear god, please help Karl and Gertrud - is it always too
late - is sanction the very last thing before the eyes close - we are, we
are losing, worlds - too many wounded - the battle can't go on much longer
- both machines running fans at full-tilt - it isn't enough - the
animation slowing - almost to a halt - i'd settle for grays - zig-zags
across the eyes - dear god, do please listen, i will not thank you, i will
never thank you, you have never done enough, you have never even started -
all the animals burned and buried - the fury of humans, their slaughter -

unsleeping - the screen almost illegible - double-time fans - furious
productions - something freezes, crashes, topples, all those poor people
leaping from the building -



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