Craig Foltz

One of us Has Gone Missing (from Petroglyphs) There is no such thing as total darkness, only scrolls of light signalling end points and alternative states. You emerge from a column of hazy statistics, stating, “I want to enter a cave. But not just any cave. I want to enter a cave of my own design. One that was created using nothing but needlepoint and redundant body parts.” The cave you are thinking about resembles an airport terminal. The departure lounge prevents carriage return and other complex hieroglyphs. I reply, “It’s not the first time the word has been mentioned.” But“Craig Foltz”

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Craig Foltz

Deleuze To know the difference between an object and another object is to place long reeds of grass between your teeth. The value of simple tasks like decomposition become a complicated thing when viewed through this prism. A man sits in a chair by the window and waits. Another man leaves the hospital with one less lung. Chained to the alignment of identity. Stars, perusal. One of us, I can’t be sure who, parades around the living room wearing nothing but a belt. The other one makes sense of the world by blotting out the spines of books. Raw experience“Craig Foltz”

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