Of black linoleum—The mind’s velvet
jet turned on a turret lathe
The impressing need to forget—Sea
quills and sea pens,
octocorals, of coal
Beds, where overhead
mussels raked
off a hull precipitate
L-DOPA
In anchor threads past blood barriers, oxidizing enzymes to striated terminals
Laved in the liquor of coke, the umbrella’s
waterproofing,
mauve
Helix 7—Prosthetic 11-cis-retinal
pitching its unsaturated chain to the prickly lathe
Imitate the black of melanoma’s disclosed
coloring—Perkin’s failed fever bark is
the mauve
Appellation as abrasives of Springfield
periscopes, Luger trench brooms whittled on lathes—
Siege towers of the mind—Hoffman’s
fuchsin (1858) with
three phenyl rings aligned as a lathe
Shell—Schiff tips fuchsin, a
foxfire rose of aniline coal tar, and decolorizes—Losing its
mauve
In saturated
sulfur dioxide (1897),
it reemerges with
bound flesh aldehydes or hydrolyzed double stripes
Of DNA—Madame Swann’s
mauve dress or parasol (1913) are mineralized fossils
decanted from coal
Tar—Paul Ehrlich’s
acid-fast tuberculin test (1882) of corrugated lungs, of trenches
of former coal
Miners, and subsequent refinement
of aniline derivatives—The bacilli’s mycolic coat turned on lathes
Of hot and cold chemical
peels—Etheric cordite making them prone to fits; wadding it with striped
Hands,
stiffened munitions
operatives whose sputum no one bothers to scan—L-DOPA’s
Dyes distorting all-trans bonds in
the eight cardinal directions of the gaze, of
Lucretius’s interminable
Asides; every
eight and a half lines—The hyperpolarized rod of night’s disarmed
combatants of one lathe
Accident abridged by Mind as the substrate
forms a
Schiff base to the enzyme, in the eye’s striped
Shocks by ice cube watering; possibly, the mauve climate grottoing under the
bed—
L-DOPA
Transmission of a nevertheless foldaway
high-gain antenna, my hands reach for the terminal lathe turnings of your
body.
4 comments:
"Miriam thought: This is it, this is the oceanic cocktail we all swim in: one part masculine urine to one of feminine chlorine, one part aggression to one of passivity.—This is why she's confused by her own behavior."
Will Self's Shark (2014); I cannot forget, darling, which is why I got upset reading what followed (again). Reading through the long waves of this text, I strive to be less conscious of these polarities.
Will Self's Phone (2017).
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UTLh3oJe7Xc
Johnny Greenwood.
The last line of this Card can be improved: "your terminal lathe turnings—"
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