Lines Fine, Chiseled & Bold/

Shadows Lighten to Darken/

Forms Blurry then Sharper/

Shifting Angles – matter-Antimatter/

Rorschach’s Test put to shame.

& I- this mesomorph figure***

All-together LOSING shape:

Increasingly loud in my head Mingling pseudo-REALities switch Breaking frames in visceral urge in shredsWalk in fractures past the safety exitThoughts-tangle-in-this HOMEnotFamiliar.

& I: this choreographed silhouette***

Torn-apart MENDING selves quiet:

—We all know you’ve no room for me: 

Save yourself the staged welcome