A curious, unkempt sort of absorption,

Logs chopped, soaked and ragged,

Untimely, and no type of kindling.

Plaster sinews brought

Yard by yard by yard, lengthy yield,

Remittance of thatchery.

Every time I care less, or less, or less,

I am met by a wilderness,

(Kinetic reaction)

My body, my self, bounding

Agency dropped into currents

I can go along with. Sharp or soft or

Heard and felt and endless.

Lifetimes would be there in the

Collision,

In the yielding.