Exam
age is carefully measured
in valleys of grinding bone
the weight of heaven
on the ankles, knees
and hips.
or within the hairline
cartography of plates
keeping our selves together
in the tumbling china
of our skulls –
this at least is natural.
calibration, smallest line
the vanishing point
the trajectory
in either direction.
harder still is the hole
observatory behind the ear,
perfectly round intrusion
that pulls outside matters in
with it, vacuum of all
concentrated life, in this small
room. a hole behind the ear,
absence of measurement, edge
of parietal, ledge of the table,
frame of the door
