Hardly anything seems strange enough anymore—“reality. as. a. normative. effect,”—at least P. Inman still works the front lines. With evidence shimmer, no things but in letters & space & punctuation, political paying off perforation. This arranges tantalizing raw (& V-effected) materials for us to construct (& live in) a life, a milieu. With zero bluster—”language.larger”—contra code everywhere, a clip-o-matic audacity & atomic redlining to thrill. Syllables leave their lipstick as synonyms for individual letters. Cuts the each, so let’s go watch cells divide—“of. someone. / else’s. dictionary.”—as decompression “leaked. agency.” for “language. without. a. channel.” Not to complacently cooperate with a fetish or impress with imagery & optic sugaring, not to wield massageish ‘content’ to represent something already built, an institutionalized titanic humanizing the pin-ups or invoice behavior as contentment as containment. The already is uninhabitable. Let’s de boss!