fall slip sleep

And here we are again, great elephant says floating heavily, humidly, back to the forefront of the mind and back and forth like a pendulum he swings and time comes back to mind oh they were always theirs in their way but now here they are in mine

Frustrated immobilized forced to lie down and force myself to conceive of relaxing muscles, muscular system, floating tightly at the border of strangulation and sleep suddenly comes to my

open closet forty meters high black & white up on the door sits a leg-swinging faceless despondent man a woodcut humming dark matter static in the window filtered streetlamp illumination

here I am dripping dreams losing control, falling back again into the dark where the big energy generates gigantism slow motion pistons pumping process of steam crystallization fogging the forging the memory

as near velvet black as night snow