The very grease and grain of poetry, slipping on that into Sedgwick's Closet
theory hybridized with a C source code connecting "WOMEN IDEA DEVELOPMENT" -
to what is googled, in parenthesis; the misread fourth, fifth and sixth
words, in the second line of a third paragraph; 'women idea development'
that isn't - 'women idea developed by socialist feminists' - that it is.

Two binary opposites set up on first reading: one thing that is so and
another that is not: google in parenthesis these three words - 'women idea
development' - and return a zero yield. This means this three word sequence,
is virtually, a unique arrangement for a gender statatician swapping
theoretical supposition, interactive Closet gazer, could be a good,
instructional book of learning, for a growing depth, add it to our
collection of Closet lit. Become an expert linguist with submissive or
dominant omnipresence and the interesting intelligence turning 2010's gender
relationship/s obverse-to-head and vice versa, by inversional access to
techniques routing a poetic nucleus with one's label/s - exchanging commoner
with monarch, men and women, librarians like Larkin with me and obverse to
heads, with another aspect linking C codes with the exchange of ideas,
development googled to produce what is not impossible to connect with: women
of the closet computer code, C source sea jaws and the exchange of women
idea, as developed by a socialist feminist: we.

Humanity, at metaphysical level: foreclosing generations who'd act against a
trans-historical exchange between our equivalence outside the thought closet
of history: becoming movement, in the birth of what continual presence and
venture, staked active to the dynamics of Meaning, men and women,
heads-obverse, reversed by injection and snip, is determined there, in
oppositional ply of monumental irrelevance, place in the time continuum and
my Derrida discontinuity problem, metaphysically bottom dollar and rotten
way out, that needs be we
found, for life to continue this way

written only as experience, 
with the conventional letter

missive, epistolary prose novel, 
precise fictional criticism, turn

of style on a stage 
at the behest of a host-creator

popular reversal of a silicon 
quest more flight into the abstraction we dive to as dialogic males,
hegemony of the audience; the rite of passage being manhood becoming
reversed, here as the 
familiar figures, in a critique of immanence aground, a stage gravity in
step with Sedgwick's critical closet idea, novel writing of worth in the
realm of language, programming, composing by computation of odds added on to
one reliant on the even and innate  bond of trope to a logical exchange of
temptation for salvation by computerized ink, unbroken links, appeals to the
judgements of ancient myth, discontinuity and new tricks, two continuums of
empty space, never to be resolved, only what science in theology decides,
like God being too old for some feminist geneutral friend I suggested look
to me as a way into Derrida - as a way out of Hegel, indicating to a user at
the interface of faith and fictional secrets, the user is inducted into a
mythical base, found in Eagleton's useful pick up quote, itself repeated ad
infinitum, at source; the code to the key unlocking what closest came to a
morning star,  eleven till seven, this play from that which happens outside
a quote, on brown paper bread, and seen to be read, ideas teeming with wo/men.