Index Card Collages | Duane Toops

the problem with everything

a myopic conception of history

everything is valid

all the meaning sheared away

carried away by the present

nothing came before

the process that leads

a translation of meanings

carefulness is all that we do

a cell beholding a heart

inhabiting the things

the tones and timid vigilance of solitude

the echo of something murmuring

in familiar discord and discourse

returning to iterations

though it also refers

a feat of the imagination

a general basis of consolation

there is no essence that fits

this time, we win

that feeling shut behind us

no congruent substance

the intricate sorrows binding together

the point of concurrence

to better see the many masks

birth and genesis

the symptoms of approaching

too soon to calculate effect

secrets emerge

the words of our doctrines

an error of thinking

worry is a way to pretend

to know what refuses to know

life in the broadest terms

for the words they had spoken

on the primacy of the signifier

peculiar to the conditions

vulnerable to the loss

amnesty and forgetfulness

what change feels like

the moment of the urge

envy was strongly visible

frequency keeps the pressure

by reason of a contrasting background

boundaries of the material fit

from the earth to the array

a crooked path expresses

as far as I could