pretty static

in
concentrickly
spreading
trellises
violent the way
the individual
transparent
needles
spin then dive
to arc then spin
and dive to arc
never turning
the same way
and the arcs
are only visible
through the great
fictional lens
of language
or is it
frictional
if frisson's
schism, scission,
hissed precision,
its mission vision
vis a vis ion vistas
to noise sieve
view sore
every is
as ion
or note
pretty static
flowers on
the twisting bone