WILL DETERMINE BUT FAIL ALL INTO SPACE THAT GLORY SILENT WILD EMBRACE

these fiends embrace
a thing which is fundamentally disinteresting
for if difference is paramount
what sense equality
these are the shirkers of content
the dreamers of inplastic discourses on
Livy they believe
whereas physically all reality
tends to cometty
this stubborn knurl will be its own
and the glad confetti and sacred vomitting
upon the embedded Arthur
is will curdled into
much baroque felt
hence warm and deaf
we larval masques convey
deep memories of dripping caves"
"My writing is not experimental."
"I am not an experimental writer."
"I write at one centre of the great experiment."
and much the fire has burned
and even science must run to turn its eye
upon its own back yard
the telling distorts, the untelling distorts
the distorting distorts, the factual reproting distrotes
what is rote here is wild and useless mutation
growth itself in its thoughtless mind as body and flesh
is a mood of drugs