One stands; another,
   seated, is judge. 
   Veer between verb 
   and noun, disjuncts.

    Lumen:
    of light composed, 			
    against terse, rippling,	
    macrocarpa.

   Habituation:
   dwelling in words, one
   abjures
   predilection.	

   Burnished terracotta 
   eased, a hand signs
   repair. Kneel before me,
   like a lake I fill.

    At angles, at least
    three, perdition strikes.
    Lamentable, upended,
    I trail a broken stride:

   in murk, outstretched,
   further beneath
   an arm to lever
   fresh ordure, mire.

   Almost figureless, one
   collapses under nothing,
   arched over, this
   capitulation. Space.

   Rent. A word betrothed
   of nature. Mother, woman,
   child, stand by,
   disfigured. Crispy pine.

   A sign of
   punctuation. Without
   letters, without thought:
   scant delectation.

   Freedom in a thing
   marked by spoils.
   Takes three, a triangle:
   of which I am absent.	

   Mathematician: apice, 
   horizon? My love,
   vexing, reaches out
   head to foot. Aghast.

   Futile. To end. I gaze
   unreckoned, left,
   right. Nothing looks
   back, without allay. 

   Finally, a perfect
   round. Five corks bobbing.
   Upheld, soaked
   in proportion, πόλη.

   There is weight, unease,
    a hole plugged, hints
    discharge, black rim rock,
    out of which: square!