THE CORPUS; THE DOCTOR-ATE

the one who writes the doctorate, aspires to become doctor (why)

the doctorate aspires to eat its own work

to know the corpus

the doctor does not provide anything but an

imaginative space, through which a mind-body may become whole

(in the chrysalid of the work’s cadaver, a person might transform)

the doctor produces forms, that cannot,

do not, fit the current forms of the table (episteme)

the work is neither food, or not food

medicine or poison

(it is both)

to make a space for art that will not be explicated

at least not by the one who made it and unmade it

the work cannot be solved- it has no solution

no key

it is the solution

it dissolves

it is the combination- lock and key

outer-inner

a doctorate that attempts to undo language

undo grammar

reveal the doing-undoing

cannot be stable

it does not assist a stable table

rather disrupts, dissembles

revealing the table and its parts

the mechanics

the artifice

the joins,

the arms and legs of the operation

(but not for nothing)