May cause drowsiness: day 14
Words must fall apart. Language must cease to be. All notions of sense and understanding must be exploded, left scarred, a bloodied victim at the side of the road. Sentences must be robbed out like so many bricks and girders, beams and fixtures stolen from the debris of collapsed buildings, leaving only the ghostly echo of what stood so proudly before. The only way to reinvent, to reinvigorate, even to resuscitate is to destroy, destroy and destroy again. Phrases and meaning must be kicked and punched, beaten raw and abused, even touched, stroked, aroused; whatever it takes to leave their bodies gasping, pleading, scratching desperately for release. I start slowly, sliding a knife under the keys and carefully removing letters, one or two at a time, to see what lies underneath, what lies within. To see if I’m in there, looking out.