Making the Rounds XX


confronted by an angry circle, I made my strength a line

I made my strength a line beginning and ending past my barrier

beginning and ending past my barrier I made my journey a rounded lens

I made my journey a rounded lens, I stepped inside to see the center

I stepped inside to see the center making the sum of my lines know their limit

making the sum of my lines know their limit learning an angry circle

learning an angry circle I made my center an excluding edge

I made my center an excluding edge, I made my strength a line.

Making the Rounds XXI.


we seek to breathe common air any one path must open to

any one path must open to some horizon only one doorstep approaches

only one doorstep approaches the chamber all paths exit

the chamber all paths exit by exhaling yearning for each one single breath

by exhaling yearning for each one single breath we seek to breath common air.

Making the Rounds XXII


every portal holds emptiness that founds wall that bound it

that founds walls that bound it, this gives skin to what lives as I

this gives skin to what lives as I, this wholeness my body walls give my center

this wholeness my body walls give my center gives allowance to be more or all

allowance to be more or all lets one or nothing dare each other

letting one or nothing dare each other this gives skin to what lives as I

this gives skin to what lives as I, that founds the walls that bound it.