Thursday, July 21, 2016

Luke Davis, COSMIC SLOP


Terminal Sewer, image by Daniel Y. Harris



COSMIC SLOP.
In the Room of Cosmic Plumbing,
Recalibration is in Progress.
The Recirculation of Cosmic Slop/pissing in the amitotic fluid.
‘Ok, just tuning you in now.’ Mild mannered technician turns dial, frequencies 
replace one another on a CONTINUUM OF INTENSITY.
Delectable fluid warmth, flow into and out of, release.
TERMINAL SEWER,
In WORDS of Burroughs, William.
                                                                                              Wallow in terminal sewer,
                                                                                           rather pleasant, in actual fact.
DEATH IS -ultimate voiding of the bowels.
     COMMODIOUS VICUS OF RECIRCULATION.

        As the dial is turned different kinds of
greatness
become possible
NEW HORIZONS come into focus
    Altered capacities for feeling/OTHER INTENSTIES.

                                 What once
Lay beyond the curtain of the imaginable
     Becomes commonplace/ what once was sweetest pleasure
Is now FORBIDDEN-
      -Outside the sphere of the possible
Quite cloaked in shadows,
                               
There is a current which carries...
                     The patterns on the surface are perpetually in process of disintegration
And reintegration in a different guise, each form just a suggestion,
                                 ((Flutter of the eyelid))
before the next in a fluid series
replaces it           DISINTERGRATION )(REINTERGRATION
the tension between these,
            MOVE and counter-move-
Watching water-
     A SINGLE EVENT twined round a reel of Time.




 —Luke Davis

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