And the last of those hours, it's
called Complins Incomplete.
There's two epigraphs, both from Roland Barthes.
The first is we eat together.
That is the universal law.
The second is pleasure once found,
the subject knows no rest, until he can repeat it.
Is there a difference between reserve and reverse?
Enter everything wholeheartedly.
A sentence is that with a whole heart.
The whole art partakes of nothingness.
There never is a place to end and never was.
The cycle is that which is always repeating itself.
A bicycle is that which is always repeating itself twice.
A tricycle is that which can be musically represented
by thirds repeating themselves.
Thunderous thirds were coming in by the hundreds.
The herd wishes to settle down for the night.
Bring water.
They have been waiting for the appearance
of a child, when there are children
all about them, waiting.
There never was a place to end, and never is.