THE DRAWER OUT
An eye peace
REMAINS
An ear peace
DRAWN FROM WORDS
*
This small 
Large mech-
anics
Called grace
Separates
The animal 
From the animal
The head 
From the head
Call it being
This ring 
And this 
Ring 
Calling
The animal 
To song
And flight 
Fleeting
Fact 
Of falling
Fleeting 
Fact
Of a will's  
Grasp 
Ungrasped
*
WHAT WINGS x 2
One 
Must 
Fall
First 
A modal fall
*
One must fall 
To ageless
Incoherence
One's wings
Must turn
To dust
And dust
Must turn
To songless 
Weeping
This will be 
A charade
Of force
Our song
Will be 
It will
Sweep
No one
Into its
Wake and
Wake
Kill from 
Become
*
FLAT BLUE COLOR 
SKY GOES HERE
(site) 
CLOUDS CLOUDS
CLOUDS CLOUDS
Sun somewhere
Waves little crests
Their multitudes
(cite)
FOREGROUNDED REEDS
*
)
CANCEL 
OCCULUAR 
DURING
(
*
some things inside celophane
*
On the rim 
Of all things
Seeing all 
Things thin
Slices the actual
Reeds receeding
A world
On the rim 
In waves
The waves 
In waves
Thin Turner
The blue
His favorite
A timorous graph
A word like a wind
Sock a kinetic fact drawn
Like an Oceanic Dean
*
On the rim 
Dreams are 
Facts too 
Of percept 
Or ideas 
Of waves
Composing 
Motion
On the rim 
And thinking 
I just want
To see
The thing the way
The thing is 
Actually 
I want to say 
What words mean
An ethic of gesture
Think your horizontal 
Elements on the way and on and on 
*
Earth 
A SEVERANCE
Sky
*
The background of this dance has no background
Like a ring to an animal subtract hands from hands
Feet from feet we move without First Mover seemingly
*composed X-mas 2006 on Cape Cod
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