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Shattered cloud.
Sun breaks through.
crustaceans swarm the beach.
man walks out the swamp.
voluble
tree
birds
in the lark park
in the battery acid
in the green guts of the river.
where fishes swim.
under willow
where pheasants drink.
VEGETABLE EMPIRE.
home furnishing. meat pies. other planets.
conspiracies take root in history, branch insidiously.
January Sales! Huge Reductions! Canapés! Twiglets!
actions which crystallise into ritual.
back in the world again. embodied.
eat bread. drink wine. plough furrow in time.
The
bread and the wine symbolise the willing
acceptance of the deal.
Embrace material conditions. green mesh.
The flesh, the blood, the need
to eat. The body,
the Gnostic hell.
Every
time the body is left,
the ritual of return must be enacted.
Thank you
for the flesh. For the blood which surges,
the rivers of blood which
transverse the body. The machine,
the avatar which negotiates the
material world.
Only through the avatar can material conditions be
altered.
Only the machine can act in this dimension.
Delicate
polar flowers, quite unknown to science,
bloom once every 5 centuries.
Cornflower blue petals assume the shapes
of snowflakes,
exhibiting the
same degree of beauty and variety.
Polar bears lick them for salt.
SATANIC ENGINES!
Dexterous acts of telepathy.
Virtuoso extrapolations from existing data.
Daunting
canyons strewn
with hulks of stone. Small village,
ambushed by jungle.
Dense jungle sprouts overnight.
Sound of tropical birds in tangle of
vines. Trees break
through slate rooves.
The
valley is full of statues, of unknown antiquity.
They have always been
here. Mighty monuments of basalt.
Moss in the eye sockets, beards of
lichen.
Egrets perch on the heads of monarchs, sit
in the laps of gods.
capstan.
eccentric aunts. opium war.
voluble skylark
pugnacious warthog.
..In the Control Towers tall, thin men, like skeletons,
parcelled in wax paper, plot the events of next year.
In the bleak and frozen tundra a monster breaks its iron shackles.
A traitors meeting in the pine forest.
Where moss muffles the footfalls and treetops blot out the moon.
A fox wriggles out into the night, emerging from
den beneath a
gravestone.
coral. minarets. smog.
Don’t
betray the
desire.
vanities,
mandrills
snuffling in a corpse.
Immensities of space-
slow circling space
THE EARTH IS ALREADY IN SPACE
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