The gesture solidified
The figure of type, reduced to mark,
is an alphabet.
An alphabet, trailed through
is a mouthed gesture
tracking the dissolving
as it returns to gesture.
It’s meant to be fake, of course its fakery
that’s why it works.
Cover-up star cover star
A submission, adherence to laws, influences and suggestions. Acceptance taken to the level of a perversion; when obedience is this exact it overwhelms the law giver, leaving them lacking in speech and so in awe of the servile entity that their existence becomes untenable without that which complies.
The map of the estate is an eulogy for Utopia (which retreats with each brick laid down and yet might nonetheless exist, beyond the design, in some lived proportion not yet detailed and never quite imagined). The map of the estate is an epitaph (that architects and planners will habitually erect before some others’ tombstone while never once suspecting how they designed it for themselves). The map of the estate is an epiphany of symbols and silence in the long _ alarmed _ night.
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“If one holds the power of the evil eye and is frightened of his own eye, let him gaze upon the wing of his left nostril.” There are squint eyed people who settle for cake while failing for want of bread. They say: Fight fear with a ratchet, a hatchet, catch it and stab it.
will see me true.”
Original first published in Inventory: losing, finding, collecting. Vol.1 No.1 1995