Renku Materials

Scraps fall out of an envelope and this is how they are put together. One block on one slip:

scent grinds you
gawking cornered

And then on a separate sheet, another round, more extended:

elbow hollow    neck crook
scent grinds you

cannot walk    cannot parade
gawk

duration is a boundary beyond simple change

On the back of the slip is the word “eros” struck out and above it a working title [?] “Fast Flesh”.

And so for day 1225
21.04.2010

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