"Make peace not love."
The spirit of this converted private
Is not an inside abstract
It is the key of keys for dwelling mutual
A mobility of ritual to discern
Us in potentia hence to discover again
And again ourselves merely lifting
What must be transportable as string
A version of commons understandably
Shifting the signs grew out of this
Heart and grafitti became bright beams
Making a bubble bridgeable an effect
Of needing an inside outside outside
To be a call to floating contracts
Towards a mobile peace.