a measure no one has named
we the air shifting
Nothing has been placed aside
DAY 265
a wire carries someone else's order
how data becomes atmosphere
a measure no one has named
we the air shifting
light into stillness
the court does not adjourn
voice calibrates shadow
slow moon
grain afterimage
dissolved season misremembers itself
the server decides the room
Note: light mica threshold
sensing fractures
the court does not adjourn
twilight severs ice threshold
the schist intercepts warmth,
the server decides,
a reservoir,
does not lift,
anything through walls
attention, note—
learns our names
forward, a barricade, exposure
we gather a salt petal
the saltiness circulates
what
rests
above the water
the checkpoint will not open
ejects iron,
ash settles in the wrong
month the crowd fills past its edges
lenses
the witness collects breaches
seed...
the storm that does not lift
the border that draws tighter
perception embraces, record
a siren two streets over
sheen pressure voice evening half-lit