1thinking what a crack is
far from anything like a seaaddition subtraction
so rigid
a fold gives upprodigious black wasps noose
and knot themselves by
the streetlight
conduit box balistrariaclimbers, chargers, dismemberers
unwind an echo in
matted leaf and stonecalm permission at the crosswalk:
there is no danger
now you may cross
 2twig across vistapressing a natural tower beneath which
deposited leaves wilt in the steamthe rumored pinching of
silty bottom fish slipt between nailsan opening and wider,
the valley and the sky spread
against each other against
our point of view:the veins in a beetle’s wing
in the urinal
 3smell of dish soap
and tupperware
cool handsthis air a reservoir
for preserving
spent meaning still suited
to the remaining timeanswers
as trafficwith a butterfly not fluttering
its hands in prayer