Monday, 17 February 2025

Antisyzygy

The apostrophe is self censorship.

The synthetic scots are dead


’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’.

Further your own means

become the poet of the nation

They will give you the kelpies.


Change your name and live in the lowlands.


The space between words is all other words.

The space between letters is boiled to kill feeling, it is the apostrophe-


Negative definition of dependency:

The drool you filter standard english through, or “The ‘land”


Music is defined as a beginning and end and 4’33” between.

Lyrics and the muzzle are handed to those who can read.

“Tell me what music is in about five minutes - In english”

—”Wheesht! It’s for the guid o’ your soul.”


Close lyric. Bring the sentence back several thousand years.

There is a cave in Ardeche to hold all we couldn’t carry. The paintings had their hands in religion and the invention of barbiturates.

If you layer enough coal it will simulate movement.


All words are between the mouth and the mouth. Chauvet cave is moving. The rest of the body is silent.


The mouth needs the interior

The mouth does not like this.


I fantasise about space’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’I do not.


The mouth finds the vowels of the previous line hard

It claims space to do so.


The lyric 

Starts


Ends with the house of lords veto.


You have become the poet of the nation.

You hae become the baird o the nation

Tha thu bàrd de nàisean

Unify the sentence. Make it beg. For the good of your soul.


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