approaching limits
i sand bone saddle
to closer to top
to tonewood Thing
less distance to ground
less pressure to press down
from this dark wood wooden horse i need
these extensions of me
lead away and kiss
the adder fang
cutwork cutwork
associate symbols
co-conspiracy
with blessed brocaders
and the cities we selvedge
so lucky to found
unwaxed and used
to see
from akin window surface
of various tea
climate to climate
climate in climate
convergent divergent
to physical fights
which in imagery aren't me
but
a life too
in convolution
projection
i do it every weekday
i don't believe it
sand in my words for safer harmony
a complex alignment with subgraphs hidden
and halfway preposed arrangement the windows
so i don't consider it betrayal
well
here in the barn
now approaching limits
of the middle which
they're desperate to exclude
for never useful sidebar
and other arbitrary
laws on laws
fundamentally intended
to maintain tautology
here in the stable
unstable this
is it
there's something here
again
the vamp pass diminish
to revelation