Excerpt from the accounts of Chton[i]
– for Jac Naber –
…alfway totters the ant rabble [=>bespectacled]
manner of convoy equipped quenchless […] temper
digging digging
swallowed up froze in the prime mess
which we is set off to be
we is salt current ice pulp
boil fluid
in coil shrink exploding
clicking
puffing
gay geysering tide time
spinning in the spire span
cosmococoon? we is cosmococooncook! [-clock(?)]
[…]
half sublunary we is rainbow white
monkeys whirling
newborn snow
[…]
in the lightless silence time
ever
we is always ever
[…] and all is just flowing
petrifies encircles
to powder purple fright
our amber is billions carat
we belches from the map […] prime forest
branches waving fall down
all the woody
just keep lying there for a while
[…]
after us the ant man
after the ant man
the licking sea
[let] be licking the sea
past the escape route signposting
of dull housing ants
on our burner without personnel
we stays […]
we flogs […]
we spits […] [fire]
here at our whimpering hearth
lava harbour till ha…
[i] [largely] illegible petrefact xyloscript
