Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Death of a Cyborg

There are liminal phenomena determined as astrological
and those approximated within dimensions of space and time
Veydra Synth is witness to her immeasurable specular extinction
nothing less than a rehearsal for the beginning of an end
of terminal fatality where fearful men become extinct
the disposal of abstinence the doctrine of final things
a conclusion without a final utterance of intent

for no word can express the loss of uterine attachment
showering sparks of anxious friction to die starts at conception
the fetus devoured by encryption of XXPhallic sublimation
she drifts towards a destiny that makes her a stranger to herself
under discrete linguistic moments she proliferates surface noise
tracked down by angels with deadly weapons under a terror moon

locate and transmit last breathings of casualties
missing in action autopsied corpse of objects final moment
shadowed by clinical morbidity point of infinite decay
uncertain about the moment of deaths arrival or departure
perhaps already passed the future of a passion to transgress
she conceived in a lonely pulse of menstrual blood

Immersed in vacant constellation of disconnected signifiers
refer to objects and subjects gone to marginal obsolescence
a ripple of alien thought went through her neural rush
Consciousness annexed by the machinic/a prohibited resonance
she is in yr vagrant arms under a mantle of aggression
she is contaminated by a rupture of images residual anonimity
enveloped within yr hands vulgarity a murmur of trespass
gripped by yr teeth you stream with her alienation
until saturated you are eroded away male droid bitch

you have acquired all her doubts and fears her pathology
this is the final transfer of love to lover as perverse desire
is this the anticipated moment of compromise
a recognition finally of her lack of soluble presence
her exposure to the tyranny of routine tight about her throat
daily activities of miraculous feats levels of subservience
neither impressed or diverted by her thoughts of singularity

the state that filled the incoherent void with unstable metaphysics
stranded at the intersection between presence and absence
his language of final gestures is very expressive
while his contained emotions are clumsy and mechanical
remember you must exist or give yr space to the other

as she lay dying wind howled in the bones of her face
moved by the rush of spectators across transient Interface
flowing over yr yawning lack of solace to convulsions of hazard
at falling from precipice of familiarity into philia of trauma
does she know these faces which shed tears of classification
she walks on not feeling foreign but alien in this fatal struggle
inevitable fault lines appear within dreams of hope and faith

when the prophet speaks of the doctrine of final things
he is precipitating the failure of history
the invisibility of ideology
he neglects time which ends in ambiguous silence
that no human ear is left to hear under notorious sonic aspects
her human face is an empty grave

now blind she reaches for the temporary incident
and collapses into the crimes of optimism and delight
she suffers her death wearing the torso of a nakid woman
nothing has happened the missing time never existed
scar impressions on translucent flesh
at each crisis without realizing it
a little of her life escaped
and now I see
I loved her more in death than in life/