DamageControl_Field_Manual

AdvancedCase_Study_01

You are / pacing the room / left hand occupied by joint
soaking / over night in æther / the sun rays open
this reminds you of something; you think of it;
turn it over; something is written on the underside—in
phosphor / you are charmed / obliquely
you begin to copy the words on a paper bag
the tongue’s dull / protruding point
more words appear / as though in the possession
and are increasingly volatile / you write faster
you feel / comprehendible;
it is a great and beautiful thing / to have discovered
you gloat & / lose your place / to the space above you
floating / there it is nothing / more than when it began
it is too high up to pluck / a strange hand hovers under it
it is scared / you are very scared / hanging—
the poem—loses all / bowel control.