water’s limbs

lengthened yours

in a system of

certain colour’s tiles’

lifting elimination

and a system of hook

and loop reversings

out easing into

so easing a

lengthening

that was longing

into an unknitting

knitting as a liquid

of being within a

being within

a without

certainly friction

knowing held

--

we stepped out of the car and

already trolleys of instruments were

assembled & the warm tar losing its shape

though not even enough light to distinguish 

one instrument from another

-

i was running with you

to where it was quiet, you

wrapped in blankets,

holding your own weight

-

and sweat came up

with the clattering

and so on in construction

object for object we turned correctly, incorrectly

and in a by-way