Protected identities & internal clocks

This dripping form on tough plain paper

Contains unforseen risk. Unlocked of its own

Perforations, continuously performing its

Proper shock at these holes punched through it.

It’s crazy thinking you drew it—right

Here, I mean, in this room filled with smoke

& sunlight—with this can of white

Spraypaint. These figures seem like spokes

Of wheels, no—starfish coming back to their pieces

The words to describe a treason proper to these

UNIQUE HAMMERED FINISHES

Touched to catch a little sun on rough boards

Restored, in defeat, by releasing some