The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

April 2, 2018


elegant dark tricks with tronic murmurs
the bodies respond:
the bodies think nothing: the bodies respond:
the bodies think nothing: the bodies respond: murmurs:

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::and i'm worn out
beautiful women of the willow and fair
behind the screen, shapes of dragons, cranes
her hands fluttered in geometries, shapes
humans behind the stones of the screen
jennifer stood by the jade screen
luna celesta, heard murmurs in the distance
nikuko's hands made flame-cast shadows
sutra of non-being
the edges of the screen curled
the grain of the metal of the blade of the sword
the humans preparing the final act
there was hardly anyone there
they're here in the world
they're unfurled
you could read the future if you knew the future
::elegant dark tricks with tronic murmurs
her hands fluttered in geometries, shapes
it is love and sex, it is death and hard bushido
it was a soft summer evening, kyoto, 1321
luna celesta, heard murmurs in the distance
the grain of the metal of the blade of the sword
the stones of the screen murmuring like humans
""there was hardly anyone there
they're here in the world
they're unfurled
you could read the future if you knew the future
""respond: bodies the
her hands fluttered in geometries, shapes
it is love and sex, it is death and hard bushido
it was a soft summer evening, kyoto, 1321
luna celesta, heard murmurs in the distance
sutra of non-being
the edges of the screen curled
the grain of the metal of the blade of the sword
the stones of the screen murmuring like humans
there was hardly anyone there
they're here in the world
they're unfurled
you could read the future if you knew the future
::respond: bodies think nothing: think bodies nothing::
her hands fluttered in geometries, shapes
it is love and sex, it is death and hard bushido
it was a soft summer evening, kyoto, 1321
luna celesta, heard murmurs in the distance
nikuko's hands made flame-cast shadows
sutra of non-being
the edges of the screen curled
the grain of the metal of the blade of the sword
the humans preparing the final act
the stones of the screen murmuring like humans
::there was hardly anyone there
they're here in the world
they're unfurled
you could read the future if you knew the future
murmurs: respond: bodies the nothing: think bodies murmurs:
the bodies think nothing: the bodies respond: murmurs:
the bodies think nothing: the bodies respond: murmurs:
the bodies think nothing: the bodies respond: murmurs:

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