InterWritingWiki — Writing Dubuffet’s Titles

the baubyl politic
so bodies politely

blurred into an Otherworld, smudged under a thumbprint of textual rainbow fever, the tower of Baubyl jangled acoustically around her neck(...bosh!aleatoragorabingalangualilify...)She liked to wear language so, as an ACCOUTREMENT ancillary to all getupstandup, a cascade of letters (asdfghjkl;') aroundown the torso silkening to shreddy litter hemrags. A wedding tower hidden inside a stone mountain shimmers beyond the elfen bacchanal. Why do they ruin this whiskey melting?

They make a smiling edifice unapprehensible to the immediate future. The tiny human skulls appear to be real people, or with real people hiding inside them. I told my friend the inside of his body was coated with tiny mirrors all reflecting off each other, creating little pillars of carved light among his organs.

It did not suit him, or hem to be unstitched so nakedly with not much putrefaction in the process. Did it please you more than mellifluid cloud could? Where is all thy recent WorkWork? I followed the spore of thy name and came not unto signs of thy posting. Let it be textually extravagant! Your lexicality prevents my voyage, love, into thine evermore.

Bejeweled aufhebung hovers among the clematis, searching out the proper tendril gamut. Where is all thy recent StitchWork? A flat gray day untextured by gridlock does not lend itself to colorweave's magical intervents.

Gull moves athwart blue foam a flash, into the snarling wet-speckled wind in a riot of natural causes. Pine for a holy ventricular passage, through the chamber-door first and the bedcloset second, into a left-handed bauble world, to move among jewels...

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