[In the very night of movement where I]

In the very night of movement where I

sought a sequential self –

The sea as blood, thought as

Earth that changes the sea

Changes the fishes in it

for the fortunes of landscapes

are in the fantasies

of architecture

H — taught to sing

siren scales by ear

by rote or immersion

abroad

In the discrepancy of double exposure

Casts of light crack time’s microscope

Structure

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