ARTISTRY
These words position this inherent melange of “watch me as I know you know I am my own contingency ” or “art controls its artistry,” an evident assumed re-centering, speculative displacement acting with re-appropriation of unveiled reason, a discourse in whimsy, if you get me hot.
They tease one, but wonderfully provide nothing to untie themselves from knotted presuppositions, a renormalizing that says “I know what I do and my silly slumber keeps an incantatory way to hold forth.” Sex strategies stay while we think we follow the destinations until, oops, that postscript rests elsewhere, a backdrop to appreciation, the works’ reaffirmations, a sequenced control that takes one contingency, indissociable from newness.
GENDERLECT: A GENDER DICTIONARY, WORDS RECAST 