sustained by consequences backwash of the same

                slipping back into sense-worn bodies the bardo

grows its days

shrunk to well worn points in the room points to

the imaginary before slipping back into its role

benefiting observation

                the line thickens

                a conformal rich moon its particular limits and folds loose

“the theory of the body is already a theory of perception”

or placed in a far corner of the room

                a theory is already the body that cannot be shaken off

but displayed

“how it has expanded its past” or how its ability to work

increases with time

“a local radius of the universe”

"arguably it is only that single eclipse itself that you know"

 

Originally appeared in Eastlit.