I think of the demands of people they fill my dreams and I cannot satisfy them. Perhaps they can’t be satisfied. Yet, woken by birds and the light of day that is always sudden, I still hear talking. Being polite’s been overtaken by the demands of sociability. That’

a pot sits on the stove the accused sits there in the pot no recording devices are permitted in the changing rooms the information at my fingertips cases differ the facts stay the same my blood is cold anyway I can’t wait to enter the house to prepare the

a small colourful bundle arrived yesterday We must trade offline first inclination to propose it, in this form Must be kind “the mystery you would be I would unfold, pausing at the mystery Be careful “of unfolding, trembling fingers following soft bifurcations... We must move moments laid bare, a trail

…could have become a premise–that is, a proposition which produces its own logical conclusions–is striking, or rather strikingly different from seeing it, for example, as unrepresentable atrocity, as unassimilable, or barely admissable trauma in the way Judith Butler, citing Primo Levi, has so powerfully described… — Jacqueline Rose, The

on movement The complete entity is complete in time. It has come to pass that it is; it has come to time: it comes to pass. It doesn’t pass but it remains a fact of the present, so that having passed away, its passing away is also complete. If

on movement We are dealing with two different notions of movement. The one we have described both as mobility which we are subject to, and as comedy; the other we see to be static, a suppressed tragedy: that is, the human comedy subjects us, as its subjects, no others, to