chi brought food & form was martialed--

feet struck, feet said: asphalt, feet said:

seawater.

as such a walk harnessed its entirety

before it began.

while feathers left birds on this or that

note, to touch pressure points of air.

whole symphonic collapses of earth thru

the blind conveyance of an obstacle

course.

the flexibility of weirdness is not a

parking sign peeping out of an

unstoppable tree trunk.

it's how that megaphone of pain acts as

a leyline.

reverse momentum knocking underfoot--

built-in everywhere.

loosed catapulsions on the verge of eyes--

these.

see just short of a walk's conclusion, the

side of a bush blow open.

exposing a few branches--one more

deafening than the other.