Sexto encontro (07/02)

P. 143

9. Now, to be on anew and basking again in the panaroma of	3
all flores of speech, if a human being duly fatigued by his dayety	4
in the sooty, having plenxty off time on his gouty hands and va-	5
cants of space at his sleepish feet and as hapless behind the dreams	6
of accuracy as any camelot prince of dinmurk, were at this auc-	7
tual futule preteriting unstant, in the states of suspensive exani-	8
mation, accorded, throughout the eye of a noodle, with an ear-	9
sighted view of old hopeinhaven with all the ingredient and	10
egregiunt whights and ways to which in the curse of his persis-	11
tence the course of his tory will had been having recourses, the	12
reverberration of knotcracking awes, the reconjungation of	13
nodebinding ayes, the redissolusingness of.mindmouldered ease	14
and the thereby hang of the Hoel of it, could such a none, whiles	15
even led comesilencers to comeliewithhers and till intempes-	16
tuous Nox should catch the gallicry and spot lucan's dawn, by-	17
hold at ones what is main and why tis twain, how one once	18
meet melts in tother wants poignings, the sap rising, the foles	19
falling, the nimb now nihilant round the girlyhead so becoming,	20
the wrestless in the womb, all the rivals to allsea, shakeagain, O	21
disaster! shakealose, Ah how starring! but Heng's got a bit	22
of Horsa's nose and Jeff's got the signs of Ham round his	23
mouth and the beau that spun beautiful pales as it palls, what	24
roserude and oragious grows gelb and greem, blue out the ind of	25
it! Violet's dyed! then what would that fargazer seem to seemself	26
to seem seeming of, dimm it all?	27
Answer: A collideorscape!	28

P. 185

Then, pious Eneas, conformant to thc fulminant firman which	27
enjoins on the tremylose terrian that, when the call comes, he	28
shall produce nichthemerically from his unheavenly body a no	29
uncertain quantity of obscene matter not protected by copriright	30
in the United Stars of Ourania or bedeed and bedood and bedang	31
and bedung to him, with this double dye, brought to blood heat,	32
gallic acid on iron ore, through the bowels of his misery, flashly,	33
faithly, nastily, appropriately, this Esuan Menschavik and the first	34
till last alshemist wrote over every square inch of the only fools-	35
cap available, his own body, till by its corrosive sublimation one	36

P. 186

continuous present tense integument slowly unfolded all marry-	1
voising moodmoulded cyclewheeling history (thereby, he said,	2
reflecting from his own individual person life unlivable, trans-	3
accidentated through the slow fires of consciousness into a divi-	4
dual chaos, perilous, potent, common to allflesh, human only,	5
mortal) but with each word that would not pass away the squid-	6
self which he had squirtscreened from the crystalline world	7
waned chagreenold and doriangrayer in its dudhud. This exists	8
that isits after having been said we know. And dabal take dab-	9
nal! And the dal dabal dab aldanabal! So perhaps, agglaggagglo-	10
meratively asaspenking, after all and arklast fore arklyst on his	11
last public misappearance, circling the square, for the deathfête	12
of Saint Ignaceous Poisonivy, of the Fickle Crowd (hopon the	13
sexth day of Hogsober, killim our king, layum low !) and brandish-	14
ing his bellbearing stylo, the shining keyman of the wilds of	15
change, if what is sauce for the zassy is souse for the zazimas, the	16
blond cop who thought it was ink was out of his depth but	17
bright in the main.	18

P. 196

O	1
tell me all about	2
Anna Livia! I want to hear all	3
about Anna Livia. Well, you know Anna Livia? Yes, of course,	4
we all know Anna Livia. Tell me all. Tell me now. You'll die	5
when you hear. Well, you know, when the old cheb went futt	6
and did what you know. Yes, I know, go on. Wash quit and	7
don't be dabbling. Tuck up your sleeves and loosen your talk-	8
tapes. And don't butt me       hike!       when you bend. Or what-	9
ever it was they threed to make out he thried to two in the	10
Fiendish park. He's an awful old reppe. Look at the shirt of him !	11
Look at the dirt of it! He has all my water black on me. And it	12
steeping and stuping since this time last wik. How many goes	13
is it I wonder I washed it? I know by heart the places he likes to	14
saale, duddurty devil! Scorching my hand and starving my fa-	15
mine to make his private linen public. Wallop it well with your	16
battle and clean it. My wrists are wrusty rubbing the mouldaw	17
stains. And the dneepers of wet and the gangres of sin in it! What	18
was it he did a tail at all on Animal Sendai? And how long was	19
he under loch and neagh? It was put in the newses what he did,	20
nicies and priers, the King fierceas Humphrey, with illysus dis-	21
tilling, exploits and all. But toms will till. I know he well. Temp	22
untamed will hist for no man. As you spring so shall you neap.	23
O, the roughty old rappe! Minxing marrage and making loof.	24

P. 197

Reeve Gootch was right and Reeve Drughad was sinistrous! And	1
the cut of him! And the strut of him! How he used to hold his	2
head as high as a howeth, the famous eld duke alien, with a hump	3
of grandeur on him like a walking wiesel rat. And his derry's	4
own drawl and his corksown blather and his doubling stutter	5
and his gullaway swank. Ask Lictor Hackett or Lector Reade	6
of Garda Growley or the Boy with the Billyclub. How elster is	7
he a called at all? Qu'appelle? Huges Caput Earlyfouler. Or	8
where was he born or how was he found? Urgothland, Tvistown	9
on the Kattekat? New Hunshire, Concord on the Merrimake?	10
Who blocksmitt her saft anvil or yelled lep to her pail? Was her	11
banns never loosened in Adam and Eve's or were him and her	12
but captain spliced? For mine ether duck I thee drake. And by	13
my wildgaze I thee gander. Flowey and Mount on the brink of	14
time makes wishes and fears for a happy isthmass. She can show	15
all her lines, with love, license to play. And if they don't remarry	16
that hook and eye may ! O, passmore that and oxus another! Don	17
Dom Dombdomb and his wee follyo! Was his help inshored in	18
the Stork and Pelican against bungelars, flu and third risk par-	19
ties? I heard he dug good tin with his doll, delvan first and duvlin	20
after, when he raped her home, Sabrine asthore, in a parakeet's	21
cage, by dredgerous lands and devious delts, playing catched and	22
mythed with the gleam of her shadda, (if a flic had been there to	23
pop up and pepper him!) past auld min's manse and Maisons	24
Allfou and the rest of incurables and the last of immurables, the	25
quaggy waag for stumbling. Who sold you that jackalantern's	26
tale? Pemmican's pasty pie! Not a grasshoop to ring her, not an	27
antsgrain of ore. In a gabbard he barqued it, the boat of life,	28
from the harbourless Ivernikan Okean, till he spied the loom of	29
his landfall and he loosed two croakers from under his tilt, the	30
gran Phenician rover. By the smell of her kelp they made the	31
pigeonhouse. Like fun they did! But where was Himself, the	32
timoneer? That marchantman he suivied their scutties right over	33
the wash, his cameleer's burnous breezing up on him, till with	34
his runagate bowmpriss he roade and borst her bar. Pilcomayo!	35
Suchcaughtawan! And the whale's away with the grayling! Tune	36

P. 198

your pipes and fall ahumming, you born ijypt, and you're no-	1
thing short of one! Well, ptellomey soon and curb your escumo.	2
When they saw him shoot swift up her sheba sheath, like any	3
gay lord salomon, her bulls they were ruhring, surfed with	4
spree. Boyarka buah! Boyana bueh! He erned his lille Bunbath	5
hard, our staly bred, the trader. He did. Look at here. In this wet	6
of his prow. Don't you know he was kaldt a bairn of the brine,	7
Wasserbourne the waterbaby? Havemmarea, so he was! H.C.E.	8
has a codfisck ee. Shyr she's nearly as badher as him herself.	9
Who? Anna Livia? Ay, Anna Livia. Do you know she was call-	10
ing bakvandets sals from all around, nyumba noo, chamba choo,	11
to go in till him, her erring cheef, and tickle the pontiff aisy-oisy?	12
She was? Gota pot! Yssel that the limmat? As El Negro winced	13
when he wonced in La Plate. O, tell me all I want to hear, how	14
loft she was lift a laddery dextro ! A coneywink after the bunting	15
fell. Letting on she didn't care, sina feza, me absantee, him man	16
in passession, the proxenete! Proxenete and phwhat is phthat?	17
Emme for your reussischer Honddu jarkon! Tell us in franca	18
langua. And call a spate a spate. Did they never sharee you ebro	19
at skol, you antiabecedarian? It's just the same as if I was to go	20
par examplum now in conservancy's cause out of telekinesis and	21
proxenete you. For coxyt sake and is that what she is? Botlettle	22
I thought she'd act that loa. Didn't you spot her in her windaug,	23
wubbling up on an osiery chair, with a meusic before her all	24
cunniform letters, pretending to ribble a reedy derg on a fiddle	25
she bogans without a band on? Sure she can't fiddan a dee, with	26
bow or abandon! Sure, she can't! Tista suck. Well, I never now	27
heard the like of that! Tell me moher. Tell me moatst. Well, old	28