Michael Mc Aloran
Echo/None
Oneiros Books
Echo/None by
Micheal Mc Aloran further explores how the original imprint is
dislocation & homeless. there is actually no nothing, there is no
void or vacancy and absence is something that might have mattered,
but somewhere else. there is no nothing to hypostasize & it does
not noth, & everything is here all the time, often smelling
funny, though you might not want it to be.
apart from the
failure of the eye and sensibility, the book records the emptiness of
speech. because meaning is broken by nature, it does not attempt to
simulate a world created like a stage set to record the author's
lunatic contribution to the pitiful attempts people feel obliged to
make to sustain the stifling illusion of normality that the modern
system, the system of modernity, demands.
i do not speak of
social injustice and the inanities of fundamentally conservative
identity politics,
since these are completely insignificant compared with the basic &
archaic truth that we are all always already completely fucked.
if
no collapse bile vomit of dead hence elective breathe insertion of
expels worthless distance opiate in in of lack traces never of/ a
head/ a body yes/ dream-lack forgotten breakage dense as tears
illumined sky of upturned eye’s resolve strip-skin all breath’s
denude cut close to restless skull exigency dark what dark in/
collects dried bones from fit of origin escapade no life in them
appearing as shadows nothing claimed struck out spat out/ fucked
fallen breakage dense regard non-sense of gilded tumour lights
brittle as disregard obsolete in final what/ death word/
there
is very little to be said in favor of a world where we are obliged to
be only apparently aware of it, when it is designed by others &
words were obviously invented by degenerate idiots.
the
seeming continuity of linguistic conceptualization is a shallow lie
to hide the psychotic break, the point where the real creeps in &
leaves its traces.
words
bled out as of slaughtered wombage catascope regard of desert
nocturne churn of obscene disregard all laughter’s return/ spoke
yes or no has it/ dreamed of nullity yes/ nullity in which given
sacrifice of all else/ un-sky/ clarify dense as shit reek of unbound
bones dust of entrails shadow preface forgotten asking in present
sheen/
this
book is well worth reading, & it may be purchased from
Oneiros Books at this link.
