III. Sur des fragments récoltés au fond du cardiotaphe

III. Sur des fragments récoltés au fond du cardiotaphe 

We all admire the spangled acrobat with classical grace meticulously walking his tight rope […] -[CENSORED] (1955)  HH: In gamma-irradiated magnesium plies of trioctahedral sheets with perfect cleavage, a slurry of talc 
Injected; she contends, if properly routed, bien acheminée, into the 28-French drain into the pleural space that seals rather than treats the effusive primary—Emerging more stoneware-like; this wet internal mold flecked for flux, then for kiln vitrification, a strategy for the patient 
Just as casting talcum for vulcanized rubber molds bids a flow of metal into the cavities— 
Seeing more of Love’s head turned away golden with impurities, a microcharacterization of her castaneous mane, bleach-oxidized cysteine residues into cysteic acid the cleavage of which disulfide bridges conserve in supercoiled form DNA for electron transfer pathways we have yet to elaborate—Affecting the combability of the made-blonde snarled in morning rectification, before the routines of her desktop's 
Photorealism of the Yale painter Catherine Murphy, Bathroom Sink (1994), with ronds from drip tap and hair crescents, each shed in their anxieties, and put to bed until the next nightstand halo pours over tracings of a right bundle branch block of Chagas cardiomyopathy comprising the highest parasitic burden of disease in the Western hemisphere— 
Having known, knowing more of her and the heart’s arcana, with the iron barzel’s acronym of four handmaidens, a descendant she had always known or invented herself to be from Earth's iron signature of distant galaxies  Dolores: Composite supernovae—Such as they arise by their association with the patriarch, if taking a longue durée framework—How the proposed lunar time zone, where chronometers are said to gain 56 microseconds each day, with variances in orbit and surface base—Our successor flips effortlessly, conceived in the auburn and russet tones in October’s orchard-haze, the now encarmined couple in the steam and white terry robes on the cover of much-played Tosca’s Suzuki (2000) for a Zen master of San Francisco with the pillow-shot of the Golden Gate of Joseph Strauss (1937) achieved with an unprecedented manila cordage safety net, and a present-day locus of suicides—Superadded French bywords; pour un temps indéterminé, always to be outdone by you—At first; dangerously, after dispensing with mother, with whom one could be only the eternal child—A common dove, which sees with oil-filtering lens in ultraviolet-plus-yellow wavelengths, descends when on macadam perilously close to oncoming traffic for crop stones—When the hastening eye pouring into metal-enriched gas spectra of primordial galaxies 
Redshift reminds that the object is moving away from us—The straighter path in accountancy concludes the Golden Gate suspension bridge was completed under budget (19 April 1937), and the construction bonds debited retired at maturity (1971); subsequently, the turn toward the sublime—From that overheard and unsystematic study, how the right superior axis deviation tilts northwest into no-man's land, and trills from a saddle clot, seated between the right and left pulmonary arteries, all positive deflections in the precordial leads (V1-V6) from the string galvanometer for which Einthoven receives the Nobel Prize in Medicine (1924)—Realize the manner in which casual intellectualization belies the joint motive, the mount of Cirque d’Hiver (27 January 1940) brightened offstage with talc 
While its dust remains inseparable from asbestos embedded in metamorphic rocks, the nimble dancer on the mechanical horse’s back as both are pierced body and soul by the phantom particle of that first look where the path that leads aright is lost—Until a sight of the Purple Emperor hairstreak (Apatura iris), driven down from its host oak, tasting with its feet the preferred corpses, toad toxin and mammalian perspiration, which highlights horizontal gene transfer, out of which arises bacterial resistance, the presentation of antigen and immune education, before your restraining voice, your instant facial recognition blocks in the terminus of the right hemisphere— 
Seat of figurative language, and the affected zone in exasperating order of the rounds of inpatients 
Too regularly aspirating breakfast down the right mainstem bronchus—And in the same, the cardioembolic stroke, the first atrial fibrillation into which a presystolic wave is buried in the first lines by Einthoven (1906), which strikes preferentially the right cerebrum; again, one asks physiology for this, where the right carotid artery mainlines in its shortest path from the aortic arch—That is the explanation; an asymptotic (in)certainty, besides you, among a life of faltering from behind the desktop 
Machines, in the formative period, were mainframes occupying entire rooms, UNIVAC I (Universal Automatic Computer I) for accounting punch cards, so-called big iron—Vacuum tubes; though, not to be rivaled by insects, where it was just found (2022), molting fluid from the pupae, a milk, the secretion and distribution underlying the superorganism—Belying skeins in higher architecture inside and out of vertebrates, how my gooseflesh channels insects carrying on incandescent iron transport systems sequestering essential nutrient and redox toxin, in a tristesse Kristeva (1969) avers in Desire in Language, the impersonal time of regularity […] the “I” dispersed for having read (119), of the be-curled wallpaper’s insect-gladiator (1938), of whose agents consist of an open circulatory body cavity 
HH: Visualizing pigment pit ocelli subdivided into compound eyes—I laughed when you confessed that the ants in the left-out buttercream flowers, comprised the best of the public observance—Escape from the cramped script of Lolita; her later version the anatomist flayed in fantasies with her probes and blades, the eryngium of the bouquet metallic and crimped with shears, beyond the indiscriminate partakings in our yard, where ninety percent of the water escapes through the stomata, never to take part in the electron transport chains of photosynthesis—Dream of a Moon without an iron core and the magnetized atmosphere to keep its elements from baking off, the immaterial Baudelaire—Of a site maintained by a far-afield site manager, Necrophilia Variations, of all the twentieth-century stilted translations of Sur le dos satiné des molles avalanches (1857) perceived all at once one state over in Grey Star, with its bases bunkered in subsurface lava tubes, lunar cavities 
Shielding from cosmic rays permit us Robert Caillois’s Les jeux et les hommes (1958) of disrupted ilinx in pursuit games, the temptation of space, and then down below, concentrating plant toxins in their hemolymph, the painted ladies riding foehn winds—One cares to remind that the cosmopolitan species Vanessa cardui butterflies lack retinal red opsins, which guide their taste for violet-hued flowers thriving in vacant lots and the neglected yards far from the honeymooned Alpine lodge of that lacustrine city with submerged pilings, Zürich—Of the astronomer Fritz Zwicky’s adopted home finding Coma cluster galaxies  Bowing light from an unseen source, and his coinage of dark matter (1933)—Keeping these questions in some parallel lane of the quotidian, and some semblance of the dark mode of the desktop 
For legibility, during daymares of productivity having appeared with the metaphor of the Macintosh (1984), the opening of multiple files taken for granted, tabs on contracting economies, and the effect of algorithms a judicious user cannot evade—A manifest bidden by the laser ink transfer of talc 
Onto treated paper—You, the perennial understudy of the tropic heart, and this time it is Lown’s timed direct current outside the ventricular repolarization; defibrillation that is now the apt delivery of the biphasic shocks; safer, to eliminate the skin burns—The discovery when the switch is thrown on a higher energy single waveform, Lown’s namesake, to discharge and reset the patient 
From lethal arrhythmia, which decays back to zero, and this, in time, is miniaturized as an implant—Back to vernal equinoctial days of the fall on the Clutter farm (1959); you say, ominously—Ripe actress who you are, nothing without the grand rôle of collaborator—It was ideal apple-eating weather; […] an easterly wind rustled, without ripping loose, the last leaves on the Chinese elms (1959) now staked in urban northern hemispheres Dolores: Chinese elms; significant as they are Dutch elm wilt-resistant, and its resident scale herded by ants for honeydew—Again, the northern hemisphere 
Recommends for deep space visualization without the light pollution of the Milky Way enclosing within the full galactic center’s cavity 
Type Ia and II supernovae anomalously high in iron and scandium spectral bands—In a long-ago parking lot, you were checking guests's cars, and I was looking skyward, bearing the pixelated light past the coursing birthplace of greyhound racing, a picnicking couple supplied factotums such as the potential wood of their shade tree for ham smoke, the mockernut hickory (Carya tomentosa)—The compound leaves amass rare metals such as cerium, and under which we caught glimpse of a whistling larva of the Walnut sphinx (Amorpha juglandis), and the chain of ideas assumed a valenced expression going back in our autumn of life—Turn to Andy Hertzfeld’s archives of Jean-Michel Folon’s McSketch commission (May 1983) published in the ephemera of development of the startup—The wallet-creased note in dot matrix of Mr. Macintosh's mouth completing the other hemisphere 
Of the bitten apple of ingenuity and itch of what has become a monoculture of tyrannical standardization; ubiquitous because its self-erased, scrolling—Early travels across Rand-McNally's America chambres garnies of crocheted bedspreads and Reader’s Digest issues; for a moment beyond Saul Steinberg’s View of the World from 9th Avenue (29 March 1976) we berthed across from the patient 
Storefronts of the Kansas cowtown, at the diner of Perry and Dick’s stop in Great Bend (1959)—Near to the carpet-bombing B-29 Superfortress training base with most of the wartime production supplied by Wichita—Beyond supplying war machines, Boeing had a matter of SEC filings for program costing to spread costs over a decade while production streamlined into passenger airline deliveries, and its auditors answered with the software of galaxies 
Of answerability—Beyond our depots and their thresholds of deadwood veneered doors, the wobbling ceiling fan in rented rooms; now that one is intolerant of breezes—How it is, you hold your wine better instead of my parched mouth and headaches bestarred at the caking joint compound and cracking swimming pool plaster, and hunched at the at-first absorptive properties of talc 
Where the lunar surface mote by mote adheres, revealing its hydrophobic side into a water droplet and duality from van der Waals forces—Instead, I want to get back; strayed crab from a tidal flat, to the saturated black without blooming around objects, the spectral lights of a scanner to work on the pigments the mere of a bilge where oil had spread from the blue light of the desktop  HH: Desk covered in colored pencil shavings; denying the luminous finish of Caran d’Ache—So often; when pulled away from your desk, your hands are blue trawling up images from your desktop— 
Dante’s purgatorial dawn (1.19-21) of Venus in Aries shuttled to Pisces by precession of the present day; and too, the rare alignment of Venus and Jupiter 39 arcminutes apart at the beginning of March (2023)—Having seen how it plays out, the Holter's pre-excitation impulses presenting at the most inconvenient moments of demand—Collapse into your printouts as the slurred upstroke of the tripartite deflections compressed into the QRS as a delta wave of Wolff-Parkinson-White (WPW); that is its hallmark, and the heart’s left hemisphere’s 
Accessory pathway having strayed from the right pacemaker and its conventional byways dismissed in one day by catheter ablation—Sectors scarred by heat radiofrequency (RF) waves or directed refrigerant of a patented cryoballoon; the explanations banal to you now; dispensed with the luxury of sympathy or the spare minutes of calculated carnality with a colleague, when you never sit down—Judges strike down the flurry of lawsuits surrounding the subsidiary supplier of talc’s 
Liability; the litigants striving to pen a carcinogenic arch of their womenfolk powdered in infancy to incontinent late age—Healing as a harsh business, and by you, endlessly analyzed—Such is the incompatibility of the circles we round, where the fire of the loins is the solar neutrino with barely detectable rest mass collected by a detector cavity 
Sunken in Antarctica at the 2,450-meter bore of the Amundsen-Scott station IceCube (2022); nearly vacant but still there, viewfinder of that territory of Messier 77 in whose arms the barred spiral galaxies 
Shape a squid to human eyes, and send back the disheartening pique buried in so much precision that the active galactic nucleus is forged in a black hole (2022)—Chief of your favorite scenes is from the Frank Perry classic (1981), an opening of a film that unmade Faye Dunaway—Another misunderstood Joan, who is awake before the backlit dial, sipping astringent first-perk coffee, after the facial ice bath, and for early preparation for a script of Ice Follies that could go to a younger girl—Society to constantly replay the once errant path a now undistinguished bit-part for the majority, cosponsored by the State and separated sire; there are few now not pale and polluted and big with someone else’s child—That for many years we are absolutely forbidden to contemplate, which in imperial Japan, the Yaeko, that is child of the double bouquet—When the contract ultimately fails; there too, the sprezzatura that keeps the entire enterprise solvent, of your bearing it serenely and seriously like the Moon, the evolving pressures of breadwinner, when the only tenderness I can offer your granite resolve, is the patient  Dolores: Quality of water, Les petits ruisseaux font les grandes rivières—I took to you to the Paris of the Plains, Kansas City, Missouri, which is on the Santa Fe trail of Great Bend—The Kansas City junction whose vaudeville acts were replaced by public commissions in the 132 miles of planned boulevards of species of hornbeams and Bracken’s Brown Beauty Magnolia grandiflora—On it a placard which states its most suitable habit for Missouri first typed by the French physician-botanist of Montpellier, Pierre Magnol (1613-1715)—Before it was growing metropolis interspersed with 200 fountains, pioneers engaged the services of Octave Canute (1832-1910), whose aerial designs inspired the Wright Brothers, and the Frenchman designed the Hannibal Bridge over the Mississippi (1869), and where Zahner steel is still quietly exporting steel cladding to the world’s contemporary spaces—Dangerous questions and divagations, you grant me as the patient 
Auditor, listening with chagrin as I rattle off a preoccupation with the Midwestern city where the 33rd president died with Bess Truman holding vigil at the bedside and the increasingly arrhythmic endgame and breathlessness of cardiac asthma (26 December 1972)—Left-sided heart failure, treated with diuretics and digoxin, and a condition which was known as early as 1947, and elided by Truman’s Boswell, David McCullough (1992) for the overcoming of the man underestimated first as a failed furrier, and then Roosevelt’s successor—What to think of the seconds-generated reproduction from the Presidential library available on desktop, 
Citing reasons for the devastation of two cities named on the way back from Potsdam (12 January 1953), and the firing of MacArthur (11 April 1951)—Such was the groundwork for the much-contested civilian authorization of atomic weapons (1946) in order to prevent detonation of another enemy now scattered among ourselves and online—Consider the equivalent or greater megaton bomb radii attenuated by the atmosphere and density of air; not so, in the vacuum of space, with no air to heat, the higher frequency radiation of galaxies 
Arriving silently; insidiously, on improperly shielded manned bases as a solar flare—Lone light of our living room the documentary upset of the Soviet atlas of the lunar hemisphere (1960) 
The so-called dark side turned away by the tidal locking and libration with Earth, which expands the nationwide examination of slumped walls of the basaltic floors of these cavities 
Of obscure namesakes anonymous to the uninitiated, and their fifteen minutes revived in the revisited craters—Launched on the Falcon Heavy, the mission Artemis II (2024) will be the first peopled low orbit visit to the Moon since Apollo 17 (1972) with the coms link speeds projected at 260 megabits a second—Given disputes that make most conversations impossible, to a suspicious public, whoever that is, if given the actual lunar regolith of a shoeprint reclaimed, but due to space weathering, darkened with age, the talc  Impression of Buzz Aldrin (20 July 1969) televised that many will decry again as fake news—Submitting an answer; I was born to die into the torch and brand-named vulgarity, when perhaps that scene from Bande à part (1964) might better suit your sensibilities; being neither my old man or nor a chaser of undines—Lana del Rey’s chanson for the ancient rite (2012) beclouded in the talc of the racetrack beyond the fruitless pissing away of earnings, perhaps the same dependency of horse and jockey boxed in by patient promises of retirement—Imagined in some basement of one of Cipriani’s hotel empire or the trite playgrounds of Château Marmont of Sunset Boulevard, quietly resurrected in stereo in a spartan fashion for a spaceship traveling Station to Station (1976), and wild as the wind— 
Pinion-tucked into your clavicle, the first bone to ossify and timekeeper of the human skeleton, with carbon-14 dating and half-life of 5,700 years on the timeline of galaxies—Seated in the midbrain below both hemispheres, the ventral tegmental area and dopaminergic sources that steer sickness and health; particularly scarring and inflammation, how a positive mindset reigns in the sequelae of cardiovascular disease—Images of the moon and the iceberg melt, which will improbably sometime serve as the public water supply, sempiternally projected inside immerse our blood-jammed hearts with the four unknowable cavities— 
Asystole beaten back into time; but only signifying a short pause in conducted impulses, in this age when black tar heroin’s street name is caballo, and cause of the widespread strip-down of the valves replaced when rotted entirely by mainline, in girls destroyed and not literature's shorn Baudelaire out of the opium den—That vintage of Louis Roederer Cristal in a black box we will never imbibe reproduced from afar and seen on the next Aeon as cuneiform, the tabulated desktop 
Binary of Kubrick’s heart-shaped sunglasses of the broadside (13 June 1962), not the film with its clean ending with proceeds from sale of the maternal abode to endow Mrs. Schiller and baby’s lives; but more tragicomic that we must suffer all again, the Chopin military polonaises (1838) broadcast over the national airwaves as German tanks occupied the streets; ironically, played not by their countryman, and best interpreter, Arthur Rubinstein—