THE SOFT MACHINE


And I rippled the flesh to
a certain extend; and
I wrinkled an after
effect.

A thin line between skin
and fine down there
appears to be…

A zone of prowess, a
danger zone for
the unproven
raw sons.

(aureola)

Yet it’s efficient,
though.

Or so says Bill Burroughs.

I saw the sights of the fur
to a certain degree; and
explored any grade,
quantity.

A small globe within cells,
the membrane is con-
tented to be…

A sphere of hemi, an
atmosphere ‘round
yet uncovered
hyst’rons.

(aureola)

Kinda erotic,
though.

Or so claims the cult.

And in the Occident
tales of the body are
told.

By mechanics of
soft machines.


M.J.C.A. 16-11-2006