Indalomena Mnemosyna

'The silence of Marcel Duchamp is overrated' All that chess- Recall for a moment That idle chit-chat, That verbal bric-a-brac, such flamboyant suppositional consciousness, Let it noodle around the edges- Blow this metaphor off. Ratings challenge lies. The deep magenta shadows, The haze of grass smoke 'My face is my own, I thought'. We need to remember, Weaving around caftans with a duodecimal swivel- I think of Ben Johnson And 'Shards of God', Who is Hanibal? Collapsing the elements, My question is a part of the point of these lines, A faked head, Gaslight, A form of women, I can do nothing. Other discourses speak on it's behalf, There is a cost to the silent critique, 'The silence of Marcel Duchamp is overrated'.