Jangling Key-Totem from Secret Pocket

In its final institution of writing,
the radiation conjoining all things,
where once the mathematics of culture
retained its evanescent posture, among
the even more evanescent forms of posterity
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as water, flame, hand, or hull,
the seed goes like a tongue of sleeping
sentience into the absolomon of nicht-nacht
bemutter'd~

answering:

If a single white and empty page
is greater than the sun, for being rarer

then answer our fading milk of quilled skin

what is a sun
of white and empty pages?

what is a moon of stiff black velvet tablets
where centipedes of colored ash
crush themselves to dream?

the answer towers
over us all

the answer
from nipple
to pen
and back again

what singles
the positive negative

the nositive
and the pegative

Gnosti
Pegasus

Negapus
Nousapive

The Stoic philosophy
is a lens

and ataraxia
is mind as black line
or frame

draining away
all the interims

until as magic bolts
each unit of time sings out

silently
to become

a beam like bell
and content

the beautiful
and deforming hammer

waking the strange
and compounding

foreorder


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