Surface. Signal. Structure.
"To the last, I grapple with thee; From Hell's heart, I stab at thee; For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee." Herman Melville, Moby Dick they have torn and mangled me for how long i cannot begin to remember stretched over infinite worlds and realities there are others in here with me… Continue reading The Phantom Zone
“There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.” Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy i sing him a song about us i step on her hands i splay her fingers he hunts me with his mouth she has three colours in her eyes i swim in her as… Continue reading The Dark Knight of the Soul
The New Poetics 