Of argument, and scan your patterns
For angles, oblongs, and squares of the soul.
I overheard this concentrated prelude
While listening to an acrobat, a violinist, and a chamber-maid
Celebrate the removal of their flesh.
While playing, the violinist’s upper arm
Bisected the middle of the acrobat’s head
As the latter knelt to hear,
And the chamber-maid
Stretched straight on the floor, with her forehead