to clear the heart-mind
meditate into language
to lean out of language
there are cultural dice
and if you watch them
roll, the heart-mind will
refuse to become silent
and if punctuation and
goals punctuate the sentiences
there will be chaos under
so-called heaven, the such
and such universe, the wide
cosmic expanse of that which
will not be known, for all the
attempts at knowing
there are no stakes
in this no-game
there is no infinity
in this non-measure
illegible partitionless
multiplicity, that's
enough syllables for
a line, a lime, a lineament
as accords form, so does
discord and as discords
reform, so does again
record; semi-stop and
silent colons until
empty and at that point
stay empty by living the verb-
ligament, never the noun or
adjective
Roman Ryan 