into the madness of Beethoven, the
insanity
of Chopin, or the author of the
present
inscription.
to
have incompleteness, visualized as
completeness,
rough, jagged, re-spent for
exhaustion.
wiles rummaged, pains
fathomed,
made in sudden
winds.
the field of a composer, her art made
mellifluous,
her
dying praised, as if living was sinister.
by pride of its intestines, clows as
shapeshifters,
highness as falling, drowning
as
entrance—the cause of the concert, those
unicorns
in
souls, purely liquified, purely deceased, as
to
arise upon a
woman’s
scream.
