A TEXT BY LANCE PHILLIPS


The motor, no longer the flesh






                            —nomos came to be associated with law but originally was distribution
                            —the hanging over then the taking into mouth
                            —pulls up and apart, smoothing thigh
                            —not a finch but flying





                            cloth
                            glasses

                            —Hand-Supple hole-Hand/what was it flew by
















                            The face and the sentence inexact in it
                            How many fingers Bird it is butterfly is






                            mastoid/genuinely there are horses/TENDERHEAD






                            Think your fingers have lengthened Sun&star
                            Over orifice then teeth above
                            Smooth round a bump it is gate a
                            Cervix/There is nothing containing the Will

















                            unit/they're distributed into each other/his left hand into put,
                            out-from mouth then into her right hand
                            —away/I
                            —The blood over clavicle All










                            —all, this mostly historico-political
                            The bloodmucus strung between his middle and ring fingers all
                            along after It feels any other opening


                            —you thing


















                            That the sun or the moon/How about bitten breast arm then
                            buttocks contra Teeth are showing the day


                            —this a tree and not an apple Punch in the stomach is
                            —PUZZLEMENT/certain a crawling sensation
                            —having it pushed in over muscle ridge






























                            —before starting from the world and not this tree or this table
                            or did he draw it on No it just changed the color of my skin


                            Tail-pincer And so and so There the only sun
































                            The house would have liked on fire
                            it would have it right beside him bowl his own body/HORUS
                            —am afraid am not insatiable









                            1. two my hands
                            2. believe the fire next room























                            —this "I know" makes his coat orally It was not that face either
                            —There/Leg
                            —were trying to break my ankles in tandem you

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                            His legs as restraints/Which writhing part This sun/Table

                            —saying "by" in "from"




























                            —the mouth into even from my legs trove/social balance
                            —its feathers perpendicular to its body


                            —this is here yellowed thighplate
                            —felt


                            —canelegs/CONTEMPLATIVES
                            —sun from his pocket more and swollen nearer the chest


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