william watkin's blog (since 2003)

from the sequence theseecstasies according to that logic what you take to be true is and must be but what I take to be true isn’t is that what you’re getting at she was the type of person who always had to be right and sometimes even was which irks me has begun to develop an aural relationship with the new as yet untested blue technology we kissed beneath the pattering of the whirr and made love behind the eerie unnatural light of the screen if your brain were an egg even a hot-arsed ostrich broody beyond belief could not hatch a thought from it you still believe detergent comes as freely from your mother as spiders from eggs once did in your hedge it is cold here on the moral high-ground and the wind buffets feints and bluffs all I can see for miles around is perspective but I can’t get an angle on it if only infinite aspectual regression was also an interface thoughts like a cardboard box with the flaps and top cut off what if it were to rainbow it would be the i...