The first observer—against Socratic
reason—destroys herself, eyes first.
The second observer—against the seen
—makes mind manifestly given.
The first observer—with immediate
logic—observes the plane of non-bending.
The second observer, observes some thing
asymmetrically built and torn.
The first observer—codified by chance—
trusts the wave and the fundamental spring.
The second observer—in becoming—
becomes further, abstract, painted.
∞
Her sense of filth
below the line—
everyplace we
chant—everyplace
we share what shares
we have—returned
rearmost to mind—
proximate sense
in a nearing
incurvature—
grotesquely made
out of undone
machines—by risk
we presuppose
THE ABSOLUTE—
Da-sein: dumb luck—
like Diebenkorn
in the desert.
∞
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