The twisted cord of voice, furred and frayed, is still
stapled to a damp plaster wall with its impress called
Admit One
To the resident the bell calls, call holds its note,
thrown forward on a moth-eaten fringe where fat
blooms are falling
Overlay of clear nervous and digestive tracts, trans-
parent knots are straightening, unkinking, twisting so
that one cord
One outfall, one intestine flattened as a ribbon, the
ribbon rolled until microns-thin, one dangles from a
punch-card slot
Slot into the pitch classes, water clock that seeps into
plaster. A margin thickens on the desert and eats its
fill
Gauges of extreme sensitivity measure pulse, starry
trace coating sand, sand of exploded sandstone and
limestone
Submit to be inserted in an invisible façade. A build-
ing settles amid slots, scrapes the gasping throat of a
razed building
I am my border guard. Was this a stammer, no it
was the bloom stuffed in my throat, bunch of multi-
coloured wire