bend cobblestones
open the
clangs clomping
emptying is bringings is
the untold virtue of a hole in the situation;
presence unfolding, unbound my meanderings:
laughings sidewards
ontological break(through which…)
unflinchingly pale, weeping, sad, fading out then in, dropping portraiture overlapping held disparate —-
overlapped
– / confused presence manifolds upturned direction facing faded downwards and forwards and backwards and over again
the glue that binds the situation is a swiftly shattering mirage;
if only.