“Why look for glyphs?” Readymade Ancestor asks. Were she lakeside, she’d say nothing. She flusters Flashmob even further by singing (off-key) a waulking song: Hill ù ill ì ill è hó. (Those words work even without wool fresh from a urine vat, without hands pounding-n-twisting). Pearl hears it as Zikir Ya Allah—pulsing multivocal warble of Sufis fingering prayer beads.
This is another logogram for Vitus (wine) or syllable wi.