Frank Corcoran

Supposing things had gone the other way, his eyes filmed over at the end, his poor last Seven Last Things in the wheel-barrow ? Once upon a given ? Empirically ratifiable ? At times it certainly was a permanent Satanic presence, never uttered, no, but ready at the nod of a dudeen to be unleashed ? His ultimate ROAR at cosmic indifference ? At the going down of the sun he´d puff a bit when he´d think about rescuing the family´s fortunes, his dialogue between screen and scream. And air. Opposites attract is all I am suggesting in our dialogue about There´s No Why. To scream, the mouth unvoiced and unutterable and appalling and unspeakable and unscreamable.