everything
as
the complete arrangement
of his flight,
his weights and mo(ve)ments
passing through
a given space
of set design
while framed within
the measure of
his mise en scène
always reels
(me into)
a timeless slice
of light
The inside of thought is where everything teems and stirs with a thousand cracks is where the water meets the shore like threads pulled taut that soak the edge
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