on th Ee othEr Clasp

Characters, figural radiations over a text of words searching in the philologies for a base. wait, try to make sense. naw n'ver work. what. pay a dentist, for the bridding of death. what is your body? it's 22 days and no sun has set is the way you talk . the process kicks its cure back to the starting plate? is this baseball of molecules a dance of chandeliers and death? be glad, be clad in your burnous o Wind of the desert!

it escapes __ validation of the word

kirtles __ thurible chaining over your body at this hour. censors lit up the nerve room of the soul, Psyche and Cupid bowered in innocence, the academies scrogged by dust.censers for the high mass that traps the ointments and oils that stare through the glass





'A gabeh to hide me'
'later a suzani to untie the delicate straps.'
'grapes and oraments of fluted frets'


Hail a taxi we head to the hidden space . Space is nicer than place. Come my lips, speak to me. Speak to you that you can see __ .