Building a Braintrust
in a wallless house. I borrowed conceptual
confinements from the depths of my past. Disappointments
cling, lending their shallows and shadows. Falty
furnishings for future guests. Guess
arity dissolved with my conscious. Objections
to pre-conceived ideologies have been wavering
through the windows. I recognize
their wanderlust. Breadcrumbing
has no place. Here,
the company line in mute
able parameters. Mark
your moments in chalk.
The outlines are soulless but significant.
Every body [of brilliance] must have a believable point