Honeycomb…
through the slits
I knew what is real.
Shapes are on TV:
room and pane my concavity.
One day I experienced
…sides
wind
sky….
Love made me jump.
Love and fear were ma coin;
when no sides could be taken.
If anyone needs a definition
of microcosm
undo the plasticity of
my real brain
in non-TV earth
before I bid goodbye to
-sink
-plant
-chair 1
-chair 2
-wardrobe
I blinked
through slits
one
in_finite actions
Life of Jack
Ma locks of jack
I knew a cell
I was the strong
I rolled and unrolled
five crumbs
an enclosure
a closure
illuminated without candles.
A-/B+
Mehtacritic 