dice
The eternal circumstance of a shipwreck’s depth
When gravity declares. Drops through filters it’s made for itself a laughing bottom.
Beyond former calculations
Loosened rivets undo. Mathematical wonder, passed known cartography and modes.
Whose dread the veil of illusion rejected
Struggles with phantom tucked oppression. A balance holds sway.
And cradles the virgin index
Results in tempo the entire surface area undulates. Reorganization!
The rigid whiteness
Miraculous and broken. The forgetting yes, the forgotten coin this.
Slim dark tallness
Keen to deteriorate. Through switches that near parallelism threatens.
To bury itself in the original foam
To those things we need fixed. The denominators, common and unswerving.
The memorable crisis
Arrives and does so repeatedly.
first line of each stanza is Mallarmé
To fold paper enough. To make it sing at the crease.
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