as cigarettes in
quiet
hands, the
image-kernel
centred by breath-
flared sentience,
& punctuated by
new
burning now,
as gaps fanned,
as breath-
less light, shined
friction in
all that listens,
in such gestural
dilates, the amber
quiet in your
inward-
holding eye
as we are fallen
into rooms,
whiskey-
swum as gestures
unworn before and
then
as recognized
as what is said,
held minute-
mirrored under
lines un-
breathed, un-
worn, un-signed
as sighted and then
enacted
as bridges, as
traced &
threaded, as
folded
up in ear -whorl
and herd,
past, path
as stamped in blue
and bright
-ness, wolfed to
all that
is sharpened, sawn
and soaring, now
in these grains
of phrasing
and ink-stained
surfaces, as
hands, meshed
as moment-
ary, within their
monument of
minutes,
as wide-
eyed, floored
among pauses,
wheelings stilled
as the ear’s
curiosity, stalled
as the second
before.
as recognizable, in
that grandiose
misfire, a declared
intent im-
passed,
im-
-pressed, as
to the liquefying
sky’s swirling
viscosity in
window glass, as
reflected draft
and drifting,
dawning all in
un-
numb-
ered part-
ed lip,
teeth
and lit
as
carnivorous,
as poised
un-certain
at the soft brink
of
listen-
ing in to what [I
cannot]
know [I
cannot see] where
you-
r voiceforms
fall
as tone-scattered
with-
in a body’s blind
precision, as image
foldpacked far in
reading,
as reaching for un-
seeing, all-
handed cuttings,
buddings in the
day’s
calm airs,