A lyrics of light wood also shape shifts

Image is arrived at or somehow participated in, not static, but a vector we endure and are stake in—had to look at. Hence also energetic or what Olsen calls “field”. Hence a question of orders—energy produced or focused by what constraints makes special a place to be visible. Are all first moves then of constraint? (Isn’t that the bed? I am already thrown across you I just entered the room.) Hence at the beginning some foot dragging to alter. What’s meant is how to operate necessary as already gloved.

He said “Let there be light”. As constraint? Oh ho a Ha. First rug of my heart, this so lit mid maid maiden (what’s called meadow or midden) [fox tail so turns in the wind where I hung it sallow so low oh valley be low]

Hence light as a possible lyric pole (all lyric based on bent between birch twins established by falling or leaning or pulling down your own weights against it) one twin named light is so named and keeps rising against, pole star of witness, keeps arising.

As other twin that girl-split was gyrate—the large back—all open spaces that fold. I said shifted to sand and sedge to spit, shore places among tides, ache of witness says cover me back or “restrain me”.


Totem our way back. Hold crosses blue to starling sky. Graphic become salt she oh sea gathers my eyes dried by aspect.

Antler which knows were knots later as stone to cross step the careful, divergent flood—water specific as balance note we are after to have to say.

Note knot string it prayer up. I tie down the sky. Into its specific promise I am partner of.
Mark it at the edge. Here and here.

The first curtain is almost made.