roll the stones push them round
edges gone
until grit paper sharp

blow gusset bow sheet
fray to rag
until just rope

tear into matter
make dust
make dots
make deeds

constrict . elements
are energy in a
quantum romance

    let depth be
as vacant as that

Tick.              Tock

        Space

be not the flag
- hung perspective
be not the rock
- stuck premise

listen integrity of force:water and air
all redux to their nature