The Glass Shattered
Can’t Stop
It sometimes happens that August has passed, but the thick old trunk of summer keeps producing out of sheer force of habit, pushing out those wild shoot days, weed days, barren and moronic, sometimes throwing in for good measure corncob days, empty and inedible–white, surprised and superfluous days.
– Bruno Schulz

The Vengeful Manifestation
Puts You In Your Place
The World Body
The Doer Of Knots
The Temporal Lady
Goddess Of Contradiction
Sovereign Over Violence
Probably A Much
More Dangerous Person
Than You’d Imagined
Her Wild Terrifying
A Untamed Nature
Her Mighty Flame Which
Needs To Be Appeased
Her Fecundity Of Figure
Equally Feared & Worshiped
Working Men Into A Condition
An Extraordinary & Ecstatic
Exaltation Of All Faculties
Extreme Excitement
Morbid Appreciation
& Shameful Delectation
Exciting Virility In A Way
She Knows To Perfection
Keeping You Beside Her
In A Delicious Tremor
Of Sweet Confusion

Lady Of The Rain Storm
Lady Satisfying The Thirsty
Lady Who Is The Knife Stuck
Into The Muddy Primal Hill
That Is The Earth’s Body