CRAYON D’ACHE #5

Things blown up fall down
Things blown down are eventually blown away.
An inner layer torn from an outer layer
Still invisible still the same arrangement only
Lost to the proprieties of emphasis.
The river frozen, the beaten path a burden of proof,
The torque of slender means traverses the stalk of assertion.
Weg und Weh held in a gesture of speechless attention.
Forehead ear cheek mouth breast and hand
Cheating the daub with pallor.