after — de nocte
in the — (i.e. secretly) clam et occulte
i love, am loving
* s meaning substantive
i loved, i have loved
(having been) loved
(of time) i am to be i was have been am about to be in love
abhinc annos centum a hundred years ago i was in
cruelty to expose (a child to die);
in damnation to leave (a corpse) unburied;
foolish to turn down (an offer)
animam abicere to give up (this) life
to disappear from sight;
die; (of time) to pass, elapse; to chrysalis
change, be changed;
to go to hell!
for a hidden, abstruse secret of incest
after dark in the dark secretly i love am loving to love substantively i loved i have loved (having been) loved (of time) i am to be i was have been am about to be in love abhinc annos centum a hundred years ago i was in love. cruelty to die in damnation, corpse unburied, foolish. sin: to expose a child to die (i am that child), to leave a corpse unburied (i am), to turn down an offer (of marriage?), animam abicere to give up this life and go to hell for a hidden, abstruse secret of incest.
when artisanally executed, the praxis of cipher existence escapes the sagacity of high order mystagogues. unseeable. it’s being a witch’s familiar to the senses; it’s a cacosmia that melts the eyes in their sockets; it’s a white vibrissae, a whisker catching the last dust of damask roses–dust whose osmagogue composition brings notes of burning soul to your nose (have you seen a soul cooked like a Peking duck? the flesh crispy? you hide that.)–yes, that’s what being invisible is all about.
if i am naked to even nakedness (that agathokakological political state which unfurls beneath Yggdrasil of mythic Eden)–then,
now you see me (clothes on)
now you don’t (clothes off).
if i am naked, i am disgusting. if i am naked, i am censored. i can hide my soul in plain sight. you don’t need to look at me unless i am getting fucked. in that case (the instance of fucking) i am fit to be seen and had like Peking meat. i hope your eyes melt, the flesh rendered to sumptuous grease, empty eye sockets smoking, glossy lips dripping like apples in Eden, choking on the invisible