what is

writing

but
an inside space
that slowly grips
the
dripping
gramme
of
someone else's mark
into
a
trace
of



thought
squeezed through
the sieve
of something
other than one self,
in order to
exceed and comprehend
a language-allatonce
and in
everyotherthingthatgivesrisetoitsinscription
including
Derridadada
as

action~movement
into
thought~reflection
of
consciousness/unconsciousness
from
experience~affect-ion

all bundled into
picto-ideo-inscriptions
by de-sign-ated choreo-graphies
of content-essence
forged from
athletic~political~cybernetic~pictorial~musical de-notations
of productions left behind
without direct connection
to the writer of a written work
but re-cognized as something more
than systems scratched across the surface
of a psyche signed into a structure
that the reader's frame erases
just as signs are always filled
with all that they are not,
comprised within their differance
of total lack
and just as black
is understood as any non-black thing
as if it lingers
in a gesture
that effaces
all that legibly contains it
just to liberate and guard itself
from metaphysical containment,
to engage its presence
with an absence

and

the absence of its presence
is like pushing fingers
through a waterfall
to feel each slip of meaning
wet like rain, a dropbydrop re-lease
upon the skin of every wordy grammeofself
on fingertips that flood the view from inside out with doubt
when way too close to see the me it pools
until it slowly soaks back in again
as if to shout
hello