
Just now, a few moments ago, was it?, I sublimated a dogs ear for my mother’s breast, a pony’s hoof for my mother’s breast, a cows udder for my mother’s breast, a dogs…I am a phallic reconstitution, a reification, of sublimated dogs’ ears, ponies’ hooves, cows’ udders and a warrant cat’s sexual bewailing. I sublimate at the drop of a hat, a cogpin, and with little regard for my well-beingness, against my better instincts, my better consciousness, my Schopenhauerian will-less will. I am a sublimatee, a manatee, a phallicism gone terribly wrong.