Prune Fruit Tree Prune

Fruit tree pruning/limbs, arms and legs?/long neglected and coming down/stronger than imagination/riped tree flesh sawed to save/plants made by man/that's one story anyhow/responsibility of the present.

If you prune a fruit tree back hard enough it may not bear that year. Most of the usable branches are out of reach. A prune is a fruit whos tree is cut back.

I'm sorry I forgot/keeping the branches in line/so many disconnections/most things pile wait for spring/bonfire/draged for the cause/so long neglected and even now/stepping back there/not expecting an answer like I always have.

I posit a reversal of the ill aimed argument about value and abstract art. The fact that in the presence of an signifier the subject can, with repeatability, access or give rise to a predictable other set of signifiers that is consistent with sets of others does not in my mind now make certain a relationship that exists between an objective object and the signifier. Not that it can't be done, it is at times clear to me that it has and is. But what happens when we apply an non-rep critique to that which represents a representation.

The text hides the reader by telling them what they are. When we overstep our meaning context or when its cloth in discontinuous, for a moment we are visible. Take a good look friends if you should catch yourself so in the buff.