III.


Cold circumvolves its thistle fingers
constricts

condemns my
isolated watching.
Throat
of my visual appearance
widened target
as to compliment death’s worried condescension—
enemies portrayed within illusion
of mangle. Unrest, then I

contemplate mathematical solution:
prior
watchers
hunt and
hallucinate
rendering sacred conceptual freedoms anterior
owned. Hands whose
cluttered palms rise from erasing symptoms
collate disregard (the callus rendition of existential boredom)

but I
alone and studying abstract conclusions
progress to the leaning attribute of
fundamental foreignness
dissevering what delves and hides

congenitally fearful.