Anatomy of the I

by Leandro Rodrigues dos Santos
30th November 2022

Anatomy of the I

                 – Dismemberments composing bodies

 

The end of the wrapper shiver

 

The bristling hairs showed attachment to state’s durability, which, organically, succumbed to the fallen normality of wire after ceasing the momentary intensity, besides to do antagonist age’s part. Naturally, didn’t have to be concern, nevertheless… At all costs, the dishevelled opposition, under the duration of |immutable| immatures impositions, fell, feeding back the next unwound suspension of vertical chills. Didn’t need this paternally ultraviolence, maturation the tuft’s, the symbol of his untimely action, standing post, would bend in the loss of the vitality colour´s, both of him as much as the thread.    

 

The resounding via crucis of unconsciousness  

 

A negligible glide in frequency can burst the eardrum, enough a slight deregulation of vocal cord´s length to decapitate the neck control to the action itself referred to, implodes the identification of murmured desire and disrupts once and for all static plan’s communication of the muscular tissue with super activity´s turns of to want – situated between the two ears – making him to absorb the unfriendly draught, even without needing it. Stretching the surplus statement, structure up the overloaded of the circle supressing the I – alright below the butterflies in the stomach sky. Little lack for the propagations to takes conscience voice’s tone – only a tinkle of wings.

      

My body over my body

 

Fated to [inevitable] eyelids’ touch, it’s only left to accompany its lacrimal slip along the overcast way of the transatlantic orbicularis. The incident aspect subject the only body’s overlapped movement [instilled itself]. The fragmented pitch-black protects the angular exposition from dealing with much distorted arcs in the iris, inducing it to broken seconds’ snoozes

 

The bright flashes of the febo

 

Eyelash’s superficial tension shelters the refuge of auroral transudation, drop of water’s inclination interposes the briny grain with the solar headlight, extending the speckled starry on clothesline of eye – now companion of the anachronistic sleeps, grateful by to decant sepia stars before that other sunny rebirth, within that other hyperbolic morning.

 

The microcosm trapped in the vortexes of nostrils´ holes         

 

Tickles on nostril interrupt idea’s agglutination, internalizing one more dust’s form. Among those pulverous clouds roam the reflexions inside increasingly unstable. The accumulation aversive gives light to bo-dy´s organic fission. The abstruse [liquid state] spreads across air. For some eras, the entropic irritation forms aqueous eyes and gaseous exoculars. A new orbit expands by the ancient delichium itself, its centre is now in the middle, of it relapses the celestial orbs, in the fall’s lasting, the fiction of I recondenses, evincing one more sneeze’s seismic concussion.   

 

When love ends        

 

We open them with knife’s tip. We leave them with same seeds. We put them on the zinc’s tile to resect for a few torrid days. We grind them in the redness’ conflagration, in coloration’s maturation and in voracious’ calmness… Suspends the thirsty dust, neglects talk’s curtain, dries the word, inhales dryness and the irascible throat can only cough…

 

Stampede’s static

 

The onset drained from top to the foot’s pit. I composed the uniformity. The whole being would translate the ardour. Thought, this time, there wasn’t ajar hurt, renegade feeling, accumulated sleep and hadn’t motive for the dolente disturbance, other than the surrounding monotony.  

 

The corporal memorial

 

Over the wrapper the degenerate marks demonstrate body’s incapacity to reconstitute the profound cut, the skin with keepsake re-covers the blood hole, re-wearing the fabric with the mottled dolente memories, conducting the fixity of  purposeless’ translucent lines, similar to the slip’ customary actions of eyelids by reality in cortege.   

 

Stigma generational

 

A cloud carried in body’s sky illustrates the antiquated stigma. Similar to a par tridge, cohabits the pores’ burrows in chest’s constellation, near the torment of inveterate veins’ via crucis, connected to intermittent irrigation of |resounding| questioning originating: will it, truly, that this, cloudfowl, itself, has to do with lost be ing?    

Chalky, cylindrical, conical

 

Chalk powder incrusted on the open hand, levelling the digitals, affixing the pores and clogging the nose with smell’s entropy executed by goodbye’s movement. The white weapon powdered possessed me without surrendering. Evidencing the perfect crime – whitewashed – and the ash body – blank.

 

Six feet’s applause’s round’s myth 

 

It’d ruptured after muscle’s lacrimal intumescence. The salty watermark had run down hands’ grooved lines, leaving the longing trace on skin. The withered bubble was hoarded in wrinkled damage’s circumference, indigitating the passing imperfection. After a few feet, the silent palm would be ready for another heaped of plated tissues. 

 

 

And if I hadn’t cut the nail…

 

The smallest redaction of the world’s greatest invention, against momentary need, was ready. Discoursed about the nail pliers to have created the modern man, providing for it fluid articulations, the pruning’ aesthetics and the dilemma of the meat and nail. Controversial, with myself, for some reasons consistent from physical environment, I did another about temporal measurement objects and delivered that same for, clearly, to avoid the possible thematic shame already presented at beginning. But, to my surprise, the entire course also had the same brilliant identical idea – worn out from the very equal perception: of all of us constantly measuring each other by biologics pointers. The lecturer, certainly disappointed, explained the class by creativity´s immense lack in a discourse that reverberates in me to this day, making my rhetorical pliers reappear inside my toolbox, demonstrating that by a nail our destiny wasn’t different.  

 

The exact source of physical pleasures

 

I knew how much carried in the flooded balloon, without at least quantifying any material, only I felt the pluviometry emptying, counterbalanced with the outside,  I followed with alleviation’ ballistics, I let the temperature take away mine, until to cease reflection fulcrum of the flash and to empty bladder´s exact quantity precisely co-gulled.

 

The plummeting of the thigh semicircle

 

The accumulation palpitated, re-pulled, contracted, consumed. It appeared about to come out of the muscle, from embryonic thigh, another muscle – which brushed colourless complexion’s disruption, of the lacteal fibres and the bone surrounded by more acid meats. Witnessed pain’s birth, without having generated it – hitherto, the legs were inert. In front of this new incapacity, to the highest degree of its inactivity, succumbed the foundation, the census and its own legs – I couldn’t longer to keep stand up.

 

From heel to diametrically opposite

 

This extremity evidences that the largest area near the floor is in suspension. The antipodes alleges the barefoot movement’s fluctuation, falls upon its incapacity, when far-off, to fix the whole trail in contact with the surface (missing the touches of obtuse above the sole. Entire the footprint’s outline suffers the insufficiency’s absence, present in own shadows).

 

Arabesque’s orphan   

 

The little ones fall, the hopscotch flowers, rest in deliquescent asphalt’s shelter, absorb, among the pebbles, the survivals’ drops, while foot’s sole adds a new yellow stripe near the grave’ flowered crown of the arabesque anachronistic.   

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