Status Updates From The Old Slave and the Mastiff

‘…these men, arising one after another, indefatigable, forging a way of speaking that no one understands but which baptises everyone. He no longer remembers their appearance, they were that insignificant. But the irises of their language stem up now from the most extinguished part of him. The mastiff on his heels is showing him his own unknowns.’

‘His skin became porous, then it became powdery, then it must have gone away because he thought he came apart in an effervescence amid which only his bones supported him’