MEASURE
measure this poem
give it substance
give it
a location
somewhere in that
relativized field
of space slash time
slash everything you
have ever read your
brain is filtering through
to bring
you ready to go
find , see yourself
in this quintessential moment
as for me
I will just look back
on the process
that brought
me here
put me on
this page
a ghostly presence
a whispered voice
a teasing
play of
sound and sense
only clue
to you
I may have
found my way
to drop a
hint
of life,
suggestion of
touch
put
this as
hypothesis
of length and breadth
and depth
and time
somewhat
transparently
before you
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