sh

atrophy                      a trophy 

                     &

process                            end.

so

trepein                tropē                 trophée  

to turn                a rout        means to end

роща

cold sweat kissed  - the brow:

listless is stitched in the alley

still, reflected –

 .

in/rhythm in/dewtime

. 

you who whispering crisply

called out indecently

the hour  ‘every chime

realize it’s always already

sic o’clock!’

 .

in ]sung sickish blocks[ -

 .

so well drippedly muddle in the wind then,

and what young things they’ll  walk past

some rumpled flowerstall.

they:  couldn’t find the notes!

m

Metamorphosis is the contrary of metaphor. There is no longer any proper sense or figurative sense, but only a distribution of states that is part of the range of the word. The thing and the other things are no longer anything but intensities overrun by deterritorialized sound or words that are following their line of escape. It is no longer a question of resemblance between the comportment an animal and that of a man; it is even less a question of simple wordplay. There is no longer man or animal, since each deterritorializes the other, in a conjunction or flux, in a continuum of reversible intensities. Instead, it’s now a question of becoming that includes the maximum difference as a difference of intensity, the crossing of a barrier, a rising or a falling, a bending or an erecting, an accent on a word. 

d&g

()_()

0”don’t believe in anything”0

                   vs.

 ”—-believe in nothing—-“