Fingers finesse the horseshoe, ……………flicking the zeroed ego
………………………………………A dove without its wings ……………zigzags across the distance between a strikeout artist ……and the tools of ignorance
……………Like consciousness—its seams— ……..the stitches catch a breath and swerve beyond the heavy …………………………….hitter’s reach, the thunderous grasp, ……………..the caged and critical eyes ……..tied up by fluttering art ………………………………………………………….as wild bizarrerie, ………….imperfect, even if caught.