sometimes

		wish

parts of things

			like that

broken plate		piano strings

	hammer's rusted head





spent

			all eves and no days

unwent	situate the ballustrade



circumstance I

				part the triad

			in the doorway

		collapse the wave



(my hands are wrapped inside a tesseract)





skyline halo		a blanket and 

	smell cedar		climb the tree

	on a lens	

		caught the thing

whatever it is

					coming out of 







intelligent design 

		careful examination

the knife will sharpen itself with use

inellegent design

		unplanned reclamation

there's no whole to combine the parts toward

continue to new reward



 in time we are entwined

		losing our (self distinction)

the hand that holds the knife	will slip

to see the gears align

		to reach for divination

there's no ground to rest your faith upon



	catch the darts between the teeth

	catch the darts between the teeth

	catch the darts between the teeth