Constantin Severin's Blog

• In autumn death’s harmony is alive

  September 14, 2009

  • in autumn the word ‘light’ becomes deformed and fumeson manuscripts galactic citiesinhabited by aphasic crowds - pitching into an apple’s gloss - the eggplant toaster crystallizes a mistwith thousands of ovoid layersthrough which alien hands liquefy their original tissue on the banister of the word ‘autumn’your body in the kitchen’s windowsillvibrates like the nocturnal pellicleof the ...
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• White walls covering the red woods

  September 10, 2009

  • if I open my eyesin the empty roomwhite walls coveringthe red woodsthe trace of telephone cordin the red ants' dustwhite walls coveringthe red woodswhere a white harescorches my proffered palm a form of solitudewhite walls crumblingthe red wallsuntil the sandglass fillswith the red ants'labour
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• The Scream

  September 6, 2009

  • out of the universe lines of the screambenighted in invisible flames above the city you twist toward the silky hazeemerging from a horse’s saddle backyour left half’s made of dewwhich trickles into the innocent countrywith erect architecturesmade up by lovers’ namesfrom the scream’s lines developsthe mould of the reverberating faceon streets befrothed with echoesand in the bridge’s ...
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