a seclusive dimension
the nest arbitrates:

metamorphosis, a cut
parallel to the fusion

that is identity’s
true feeling: residuum

a brash scale
upon which the mind’s
percussion clashes

little mind, little clang:

of life’s greater silence
marking
the boundary
of the upturned throat

a perishable emblem
(not a ghost)
undismaying towards:

the script or skip
in the phenomenology

bleared impermanence

where the cedars
crested, southward
& through which
sparrows
make their small ways

above the grace-
light’s beauty-vector