that closure of space which precipitates its shadow
a supplication to beforehandedness
desist

a double err
denounces itself
under slant shelter
of a neighbouring object
the side sway
from air in motion

the shore —
sediment of wine, incomplete.

more misspelled tautology
a declaration of selfhood,
yet schizoid —
twotonguing,
the flame of jet.

the self as the very first
jumping the directory queue
yellowing under pages
of a mappa mundi

an unrestraining cry
found in a corner
deciphered by
chance,
the coded embers
of longdead stars

the errorist reminisces.
a word which is in itself —
anterior to the tyranny
its what insignifies,
the vision and sound
of our extinguishing
yes.
and not before time too