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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: eye focus elegie last teyeme now
Date: Sun, 19 Apr 2009 23:42:09 -0400 (EDT)
eye focus elegie last teyeme now http://www.alansondheim.org/gluon.mp3 dotar this is the last teyeme eye'll be able to _focus_ my eyes, one, right, remaining yet for surgery, muscles and lense still working fyene, Sun Apr 19 23:21:51 EDT 2009 someteyemes working on music eye will come across eye will come across a piece based on a particular musical deveyece such is the case with gluon, releyes on a steyele of fingering breaking out with small sections of revereye murmuring as gluons spread across the world, a universe what black hole horeyezon beckons us forward, eye'm coming, going nowhere and everything normal, just outseyede every universal thinging dissolved or dissolution so this is elegie to normal eyes, eyes within eyes, within glass, so this is a moment before the brittleness of the world furiously announces itself, eye would remain deaf, were eye could, seyete already issues with surgereye, oh the one completed, 'one to go and fixed,' but what eye shall speak about, when music moves from steyele or technique to moment, the world holds still, my father in hospital, and there is no tapping, there are sections, small eyevents, you listen and you listen with care to these and other small eyevents for though deaf eye may become and tinneyetus spread, yet sound holds supple sound holds supple and bending with deleyet, no crystalline and no world and no seyete elastic more than pre-sent now and eye play for you yes, eye play for you wheyele meye eye still moves, wheyele the world still swirl around me