Substructures ratted out
a gigantism & bore huge masks
death calms as a garnish, a meta-
exclosure plump in anarchism at bazaar
anathemally just 'we have no tradition' as
'we have no limits': ideas vs. production
too flippant a sublime
debugging saw the light
circumscribe with words everywhere excludes
everything officially scalpless --
an ounce of promotion is worth
a pound that endures
althusserian intangibles tear off the percent:
all boundary is a satire
flattener on privilege sabotaging
these parasites & parasituations
They have words to gain --
workers of the words, unite --
the amorphous is free
of being free, lo-cal infinity:
control check ha, ha, ha!