Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1210182031250.13698@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: sarangi sorrow flesh machine , died
Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2012 20:33:27 -0400 (EDT)
sarangi sorrow flesh machine http://www.alansondheim.org/ssfm.mp3 died He knew he was going to die. He couldn't stand it. He resisted with everything he had left. He screamed, I just want to name things. He screamed, I know the names of all these things. He screamed, chair, desk, table. He screamed, moon, sun, stars, comet. He screamed, tree, flowers, garden, road, car, hair, boy, building, leaves, train, mouth, girl, store, town. He screamed rug, ring, drum, smile, love. He screamed I know all these things. I know all these things. He screamed I know them, I know all these things. He screamed I know these things. He died.