The Damp Mask

Pitched battle but the room is empty.
Swaddling clothes but there is no baby.

(...)(...)(...)
tarnished
windfigures
urge
windships
(...)(...)(...)

thoughts taste bad
in the bones
skin teeth
skin
bones
teeth


fear
is
icant
forget
icant
remember
is
i

(((root)))

I ask
what I was looking at and
and what I was looking at
I
cant
not
say
I ask
what I was
looking at
icant
not
I
I
I
I
I
saysaysaysaysayasssaysaysaysaysay


i
nsurrectionrevolt
i
nchest

tens( )on

water bug
bearing
surface
feet
water
bug
rings
flicker
flicker
flicker

(i)

lighter
light
li

i

post-you


((oh, love, i am so sorry))

David Foster Wallace

What is a word? What is you?

‘. . .’

Bitter Partisan Rancor Keeper