in that moment of eclipse
the phone rings, have you seen it, are you seeing it, I finally understand
what we’re doing, in this moment of glowing darkness I understand
what I put in the water I drink the water and if together
we are all getting hot we are making it hot and I must find
my way to the water from the bed through all the squares of darkness
and back again through treachery of light

(from the prospect by marcella durand)


the coming degeneration will be so much worse than we can imagine, worse than we imagine, worse than the scenes we push from our minds to go on with the days. and so we can't imagine how we will be, knowing in some strange way we are eternal here, like we came from space, but we've always been here.