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/102 cm x 122 cm/ acrylic on unprimed canvas/2022
image by Michael Mc Aloran
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...ulterior oblivion/ & the life of scar tissue
wedded to the fluctuate of exposed eye-limb devour of what trace sickness as of
winds to collect in the abortive colour of extent perhaps a cracked ceiling
burning of the whittled bones walls turning in the ocular extent through
nothing gained of the elixir of night as if one could carouse the blood’s
temperature skinned as of in the appeal till trace what electro-cult of
nothingness coloured as the outstretched wings of some deserted language
curdling in the hyenic laughter of terse absences cutting to marrow-edge of
some subtle discourse spat into the frugal light the scuttled breath the
loggerheld of no what spasm-light sickened of through the out of which nothing
of the ever whispers of silent curdle of where the pit of edge decree through
of in the collect of shadowed discolourisation utter devour of the once what
will the circus abbreviate the flay of wind worse wounds till dreamt of amber
collect in the sudden as if to deflower/ it-skull it-long & the ablaze of
mockery stone the blood an amulet the extent to which is fossil as of
breathless haven till the once of echo-closure the reek of the silent lightless
pageantry sudden as if what once till cold break breathless colours the
instance fettered a slow devour as if one could throughout the skull of night
extensive amber lock of cold white distance of desolate where sanded realms are
the bitten light to caress the blood the mirror asking of the reflection of
tight air rip of lungs the surface smeared in excrement a cracked disclosure
coil within the coil of what winds to collect of the nor other if to dispel the
ache of attrition a burn in semblance silhouettes of weighted beast of stricken
rough to turn upon a gardenia edge the spit of once too the other etch of what
recollect burning from outset reckless turn within labyrinthine occurence in
the spit of night traced of in the redeem of scum division nectar of ejaculate
the long wrought solace of nothing closure depth an exposure of once turn
weight a syringe-lock dissipate as smoke is devoured by the emblem knowledge
what once known a sedentary subtle of the beneath what the razor eclipt the
solace burn the absurd fade & the collective abandon of what closure edge
the cold light etches the skin an abort of travestarial nothing as before till
cull of one thousand silver butterflies extended flings of the flung shat
distance breakage of the reflective colours the kaleidoscopic lense peeling
away beneath the edge of flame to reveal the surface the intrinsic skeleton of
what once known to be other than in the collective breach of what turn the
subtle of in the dark a flashpoint surface as hands outreaching grasp for
lights ever abandoned ever of the wheels of nothing discharge of as if were
could it-trace collective breakage null & absolute till trace of what
expulsion nothing as of which what never of the once/ once closure broken
fingers to replace where too of oblivion beneath all surface of shattered ice
what dim of solace a wreckage of recollect where sands of cold turn of disavow
echoing of the attribute all distances haven what of whereof the density a
hyenic absence where to of sickness of to dredge whereof what scattered rub
shit in vacant sexless wound the caress of bone bite breakage nothing as before
where once of null & void the flayed pulse aching of some obscene devour
where all sun taken from till taste of one pitch birth hollow a cracked escapee
taken from what night in the long distance of the arched spine the cunt exposed
to the reveal of ache what discharge breakage mould of the caress the signature
the embalm the light a tunnel of which never of what once till taken of to
travail the synergy of what vibrate of terse of tense devour aching as of once
what will a circus extension broken of till climactic blossom of exist till
dreamt of neither of the either all sense devoured…
(…taken from of the two nor three nor of the
ritornello a-bask in pit white excreta of the shed of some pupae the skin of
crucifixion asking of the once what frozen asked of never of the lapse
forgotten knowing of the blood that will not cannot endure where whispers of
the tidal excursion traipse as will of the burnt edge turn of broken bodies
lapse what of where dense as what one cannot define the taste of being-in till
of the rip that once was of the curdle of in night’s depth worship a-stream in
one’s palm the deft exposure knowledge of the in-bound falter of the disgust
that marries to the edge of next till amber-lock & the shadowing extent
taken from the which of some dead orchestration skinned of in the pit of edge
no paltry exposure of the words spilled of guts to the edge of preference the
nothing of the words that traipse throughout the flesh of once becoming nothing
of the before of the null what echo-edge of the knowing nothing given to
collect a steel skip shiv of jar upon what will in the scar tissure of one
hundred thousand pulsating lights exposed to the semblance known what of in the
devour the cold reek of of the raw teeth of extinction wreckage avalanche of
night to turn into what of in the silence the embrace of dead speeches the
collect of what once were frenzy what once what were till occlusion of the
ocular invert a song for heady discharge take from to the occult of break what
once a shard/ till the edge of haven-wind the broken bones of extent/ all
locked to the harvest of what speech declaration in an embalm of night a sudden
wreckage of what never of to ever having neither of to be…)
=
Piss-reek in a silent shadow
A burn of weight
A lapse
The occurrence of meat turning in the blood
Till the of
What worse
A traipse division
Nothing of the curdling bones
The sheet-black metallic of the coil what will
Extent of
Till breathing of
Forgotten in the harvest of fossil tears
A wreckage a break of tone
To the
Edge of descent
Where the blood no longer feeds
Of the vocal body focal
Turning of the once
A closed fist
To pummel the blood-sky-taint
It-of the bellows
Of all death-desire
Curling the coil of exposure
As one two three
All sense devoured
=
Extracts the fingernails of the denounce
Ever of in the
Collapse of blood-wing distance of
What stung
In razor-wasp exposure
Curdling in the obscure extent
To spit black edge
Into the fissure
The collect of ease by which
Once cannot one
See
=
Echo
Echo-
Taint
Till turn of flesh to the depart from ever
From the lock what once
A cold distance
A nothing
An a-breach of earing light to corrupt
In night-absolve
Ever of to be
Where naught once of the sustain
Colourless
As once
All what sung of in damage sedentary
Bleeding one’s
Pit abscond
Till close
Of
The fade
Absurd
=
—Michael Mc Aloran
