ackroyd-no-one

March 7, 2025

A person who had no one would be well advised to cobble together some passable ghost. Breathe it into being and coax it along with words of love. Offer it each phantom crumb and shield it from harm with your body. As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart.

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Thought:

“The sleeper, real and dear, is carved on the dark.

Minerals of sleep are travelling into him.

Travelling out of him.

Signal leps in his wrist.

Caught to me, caught to my nerve.”

Anne Carson | “TV Men: The Sleeper”

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