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Small view I live my world through:
This cut-crazy luxometry, so plosive:
Twenty-eight you’s and me’s crash:

Wring colors into it: They’ll marry:
The same Patterns, same Matrices:
Their view I live my world through:

Light trapped alive in a wire cobweb:
Rectangles trapped in a well:
The same: I catch my views in the world:

Either/or cyclones, I wring with my hands:
Now you’re twenty-eighths: Colors collapse:
My small world of patterns and wires


Through, and between as
Well as a round walls
The traveling sound
(Sounds (and resounds))

It is certainly not
A silence, but a voice
Bouncing around, singing in
Side & outside one “brain”

It is not a voice saying
Per se, but a per son
Voicing – a daughter?
An opinion – a stance (seated)

That “nonsense is exactly
Nonjibberish” – “there
Lies a distinction” or “hear
Lies a distinct unction”

Hard to hear a soft
Yellow bellowing read
Aloud from so quietly far
Across the red hallway walls