Subsongs


Situated somewhere
almost in the middle,
like a progress report
in a formless lyric.

If it can’t be described,
it doesn’t exist;
if it doesn’t exist
it can’t be described.

Off, on, for the record,
the songs write the scene,
the view, the information,
written into place, sung into being.

The deposits and relationships,
which comprise words before
they’re recruited into action
of human agency.
Creation of knowledge
destruction of subjectivity.

Not at the same time,
restoration of the subject,
landscape, myth, material,
the present situation,
other times, other places, other persons
beyond the sixth extinction.

If it can’t be described…
subsongs on the page…
it doesn’t exist…
subsongs in the voice…
ineffable, irreducible…
subsongs in the air…
imposter syndrome…
subsongs on the page…
if it doesn’t exist…
subsongs in the voice…
it can’t be described…
subsongs in the air…
ineffable, irreducible…
subsongs on the page…
imposter syndrome…
subsongs in the voice…
if it doesn’t exist…
subsongs in the air…
it can’t be described…
subsongs on the page…
ineffable, irreducible…
subsongs in the voice…
imposter syndrome…
subsongs in the air…
if it doesn’t exist…
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