Thursday, May 19, 2016

Mapping impotence. Point 4.

Then there is the sound.

There is masses of sound.

I have decided that I shall assemble it in as it seems fit.

I have decided that it is rather like the word/image/stuff collage that appears to be emerging in these blog pages.

I have no idea what forms these collages will take.

I need to put markers down on the map.

I do have a map if that is the word.

What was it I said to Laura this morning?

What was it she said to me?

Somebody, who was it?

I think Angela was talking about catching up with #lesmauxdesmots.

What the hell does catching up mean?

I am not catching up with all the life which is being woven.

We are impotent.

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