Such that the object disappeared
and the subject went quickly too
articles unhinge
not coalesce
where is an arm
in these letters? An a?
An I floats away
brakes in the rocks
at the bottom of something else
even titles can't stand
geography flexes around
dismembered devices
primitive machines
engender each other
each performs the program
now bigger in all the relevant colours
dust in the crumbs in the house
the house sustains an idea
vagueness establishes some walls
as if there are doors
they are opening
and maybe water spills
down the front steps
out in the street
washes all of everything away
although
there were perhaps some stars left
populations unexist into
rigid guidelines for origination
going further reveals
a natural economy
slowly gathering
as if organization itself was a mind and
then some other noises similar to grinding
return to newwork
