'against all other words'

'against all other words'

..instead, death is preparing to demand.

…it's still!

like discolored thoughts

from disuse

that the voluntary act

of memory

deceptive structure

within the arbitrary imagination

of feeling

…it's still!

like music that immaterial

escapes the grasp of the

unrepeatable come

which still remains or perhaps

returns

ephemeral to the mind

of exclusive possession

…it's still!

like the voice captured by

a phonograph is used

to be

against all others say

illusory sinopia of the discanto

before reaching

harmony of the whole

…it's still!

like the marks left by the time

on our faces

transparency of the age that

without deception

they show the scars as endorsements

of a will

without any domain

…it's still!

how arbitrary is the night

of our constructs

dark

without freedom of choice

of pre-emption

on what undeservedly

death is preparing

to demand