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Memoriam for Knight Errant
Her honest trembling was the very last straw.
So she shoved him quickly out, bolting it all closed.
He banged at the door in accompaniment as she lit match after match.
His eyes asking, ‘Why--?!’
Through the window, the look of smoke the nerve-ending sizzle of flesh as she sat calmly, casually, busy being consumed.
Glasses melting red; skin curling like autumn paper her frame tensing silently as her nostrils inhaled the flames--
‘--why do you not scream?’
‘Because, I don’t deserve it’, her one bloodshot, dim-seeing eye steadily stared, ‘the screaming.’
Her bones are there, even now.
Her own ruined palace of torment: sculpture of ashes, slagged windows charred wood the bones yearn the bones
beg and beg and beg
to scream.
Caged in dry calcium dust hanging in the air all around that open sky grave the pressure of air built up in lungs no longer there.
But she has had her way. And nothing in all the human world will allow those bones their desperately wanted release.
A knight beyond her very end. Suffer, and rightly so. This, her legacy to no one.
Performing Land Art
Judy Chicago, Immolation IV from the Women and Smoke Series, 1972, flares, performed with Faith Wilding in the California desert. © Judy Chicago, Photo courtesy of Through the Flower housed at the Penn State University Archives
Read more about the “Ends of the Earth" exhibition at the Haus der Kunst in Munich.
If you'll be in Finland, holy crap don't miss this.
Especially the pre-party with Havukruunu. Kelle Surut Soi was one of the best black metal albums of 2017.