Leg-breakers in high demand
The world abuzz or ablaze with meaning, hospitable to new beings becoming and existing ones blinking out like that. The post-lapse quickening animate in lines and fields and chains of meaning across a chasm too yawning for possibility to span. Ineffable, noetic, adjacent to the mundanely miraculous.
Or else just invisible vibrations, enough unto themselves.
Breaks are always, and fatally, reinscribed in an old cloth that must continually, interminably be undone.
- Positions, by that one specter of marks
Not one girl I think who looks on the light of the sun will ever have wisdom like this.
- a negation by a wordsmith