Contemplating Form

It may become itself over and over like a wave until there is infinite form to which shapelessness may surrender. Inexhaustible extension with possibility for inevitable restriction- contraction denial retreat. Then, always out again, fast, seeking wide and crying because of vastness and speed. Static is only a word with wistful implications. When one denies form energy like water enters space completely, brimming- brimming laugh brimming we are full brimming we are formless. And we are a shape convulsing without boundaries we pulse into space we pulse defining ourselves through nothing as nothing pushes back creating our lines.

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