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. 
 
Posted by:DPM

DPM is an idea-logue (sic) and object-oriented speculative realist, attempting to be response-able in an irresponse-able society.

4 thoughts on “dementia III

      1. It has a certain melody to it I think. I’m glad it is understandable. I worried it might not be.

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