now restored to the old
discord, as promise
within madness, violence
lives within elegance, as
grace and grave are so hinged
in their near reflection
on the attitude of a curve, and griffcrod
the happenstance of small
rotations.
so then, as design in disaster,
does the slave exist, and
as entry room , and exit
in the building plan
of the master, but what zeehillinought
single image can be grasped
when the total form performing
the isolation hides beneathe
all framing?
ilwehanyo muwuhela
sovanbiye' luhugulu layom helu
illu nay shaumbaud
