read the sky

nor does the chair mémoire a

hurtling toward a rug in fl

am mes ou nu ages qui dorment

they shimmer in their sssilence

≈ wax discs curl around the

dribbled text enormous sand

or lawn's basalt was stleeped

beneath your spoke the eye be

neath yr era sure pill ow

words in thunder ,weeds

Deread in Ivan Argüelles'

“Ars Scribendi”