act 1 scene 1 black box recorder this archivist is tired Elizabeth don't touch the paper interstitial play looking at the guilty the cosmo-magical basis of the ancient Chinese city pinhole camera

3. this archivist is tired

Shelving cold brains nightly               metascience
pickled in jars
                                 once removed in the symbolic
the archivist's wet cough                 lightless lungs

                      hacking against the back of his hand
                                                           a stagnant jury
halved walnuts lined                                    shelved
in jars, order                           behind the city walls

but mountains                    are places unprocessed
Voyager in blank space
the flooded Kursk                      a black nuclear jar
dreams of Houdini's                      waterfilled crate

locked and other extracts
                                from an archivist's dreambook
eggs, snakes                                eighty-one poems
the duck-billed platypus.

                                                       The word for city
means wall in Chinese.                Escape to nature
raw ancient shadows
                                             playing on the cranium

classification of shadows                   monstrosities
in glass submarines
                             slick taxonomies, never finished
all unarchived elsewhere           in the mountains.

He coughs, stacks               another genius shelled
archives the spine
                                scripts of the perfect academy
never taking holiday

at the west gate                      unprocessed matter
in the in-tray metadreaming
of the out-tray, work                       never finished
                                                               taking an ox.