A spider hangs her thread by launching

“Another Tree Dance” by Karinne Keithley Syers, at The Chocolate Factory. Photo: Brian Rogers.

There was this diagonal

There was you

Everything just so; that’s how the reader proceeds

But what if you leave the page

The diagonal bleeds out

Heat lamps

Hand finds hip

If you could not be gesture, what would you?

An idea of space

Blood no blood

The red shrug

I was drunk; I’m sorry; it didn’t mean anything

I moved the desk back

I know my neighbor’s voice so well

The music repeats, there & there

Yes, Karinne

The cord shakes

The lectern awaits

Another kind of security

They are about to demolish your house

Listen

Now you’re traveling

Weather system

We cannot hear you

You cannot

The train goes fast

The church goes slow

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