*Brakhage*

"cette belle blague de Quincey"
man who gets to say shit like that and mean it on stage?  

this motherfucker
best I seen in a while
careful gallic trace (gris)
whereas in (english) colors at times too roaming
: a matter of proportion?
wrong question. but only nearly so.

I'm on to something, writingwise.  Not these
				overjovially present pretences of style
but to do with text processing (why not `awk` my way
					to something salable?) red chalk
					chopin hendrix wine 
a material ethic: /all is work/ ~ panta_ergon && the subject is a not
like mothlight and our man in the darkroom