waking in anonymous hotel rooms in the south mediterranean sea. he looking like before at white ceilings in the morning silence of a six a.m. sunrise. his eyes not seeing the present meaning, of walls and floors tiled in permanent geometry. beaming beyond a ten year sum of relative parentheses. spent dense dancing in european school office committee bureau agency departments filling out forms and fantasies for the revolution. making and faking, keeping his knows to the stone and grind. ten year parenthesis now found bound between quadrilateral blocks of blue tiles in anonymous hotel rooms in the south, waking.
much before believing in what he was bleeding on south roads thatched through jungle paths and pacific oceans of remembering and forgetting. the same wave erosion in sand and bringing to land little shells of amnesiac revealing ellipses. on south seas somewhere far away close to his hard brown body lay left on the shore ten years ago.
like nothing has past but a brief blank flash of betrayed things left dusty in luggage languishing under a bed. curled corners of hundreds of tons of someone scribbling little something nothings on yellow pages perfuming of dry salt and many tears for dear. forgiveness repenting for the parenthesis before of some much more, violent things did being a kid though knowing. until going and closing before on south shores ten years ago. where wild war left discontent only a hollow wind whisper on the horizon waiting. waking from and stumbling dumb on waveless glass water, nameless latin flowers. patters standing square behind overlooking the ocean breath breadth breathe and released, in anonymous rooms receding to reveal like tide spirit and real revolution.
this before now torn by ten european year parenthesis but ending again on seas, repeating : self sovereignty of poverty and holed pockets that pass sand falling from hands lifted in carthaginian wind rebellion again now trusting nothing but sage sun brown and belonging in the south.
native among strangers nurturing love and wonder of dangers in estranged living beside and under : outside parenthesis excess exodus exhaling empty chest, breath expanding. potent pursuit of fleeing, feet fleeting toward some shifting thing dry on the ground found fluctuating anew and ephemeral. is only is when his hes are moving, he only he when she and them and they make fractal one becoming some becoming many. singular stories among many finally again beginning along waves of words misplaced and tumbling, sound : imperceptible profound rumble roaring from the ocean floor the sun silent shining with wind whispering secrets now being written in the sand.
southern shores so much more. closing parentheses behind going past the next line over the marge spilling into the ocean, awaking. in anonymous hotel rooms making, revolution.