it ends with the wrong vowel for it to be as inert as tao. without its isochronal "o" this insoluble tau u-turns into void. I dow know worr'e's on abowt 'alf the time. yoo 'av' t'ave cold 'ands to mek pastry. dow yow tell fibs…I waar. n' I ay. fibrillary tangle of & & &…gone! the loop d'loop of an old dancer. we travelled t'Spain on an aeroplane. micro-substances rendering ecologies: doing their being & doing ours in consequence. (define freewill in these coordinates) —all ecologic terrains (molar or molecular) are giant objects ripping to bits matters of the heart. music is good at mimicking memory loss. wos I alwey's 'ollow? where's the bits o'me gon'? hoos 'ands er'these? nice cuppa luv! the shape nan carves drifts away from her. the outlines of familiar things begin to belong to shapelessness. another plague latching to a fight in the dark. it looked like nan'd been in a fight. nan should have been loved up close at the end the simple gesture of holding nan's hand as she was swept away —not from the distance she was. I am so sorry you were starving. so sorry I was helpless to diagnose the plague tangling your elegantly cabled hippocampus.