Blurred oscillation

                               How
             can I sit upon pastel oscillations’

causational heirloom   containing     contemporary

freedoms within all
                       angled
     perspectives of delineated

             dioramic phantoms?

                                                       Shoes, elsewhere, my
staying is appropriate for
philosophies apparent beyond
   the metaphysics of hidden
                            and
     absolute syllables—

fortune, here, fortune
found space needn’t exist beyond the tongue tiring amid dialogical apprehension—

               within these colors I
         will find what was left with intentional
                    happenstance, a
     jazz
   of
       discover

                           portending what rhythm does in the coldest
                                   momentum of isolated

fathoms