intricate entrails
an equation of metal
dire machines
owl or no owl
beastly light
hewn face
shred of darkness
backbone of purpose
fouler tissues in a fouler empyrean
bird-made darkness
bladder-head
God's liver
let go my lemurs
crumbs of fire
gelid beauty
monkey-eating eagle
brow like a melon
a sullen, prawn-coloured luminosity
the entrail-gobblers
the belly-brained
the moon's retching
thighs as wet as turbots
a twinge of joy
a delirium of heads
rapid, various, proffluent
a smouldering fist-feel of raw plunder
the human oysters
"Words can be tiresome as a swarm of insects. They can prick and buzz. Words can be no more than a series of farts; or on the other hand they can be adamantine, obdurate, inviolable, stone upon stone"
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