Friday, September 23, 2011

Rerum

ius?










ius cannot be exactly translated from latin into english.









juice?



use?









Nose veiled in pussy?



Nosse, velle, posse (infinitum)?









Sleep trickles to the ear, and the sore back tends to the ageless lambing.









Law? Right? Reason?









Nature takes juice.









And columns of groaning muscle



bask in the sunset.









We peer as through a lens at the created and uncreated world.









We peer at juice.









We are aquilegas, discerners of water.









In the npwEs (nose)



one finds the viri (man)...









Within the civil we have founded



its own outside, as return, de rerun Naturae:









O Marvelous Venus



there are balloon octopui on our backs









Nil fieri ex nihilo, in nihilum nil posse reverti