Shadowless Discourse

(Didascalia: Muted steps align following
Diurnal spectra that
Scatter thousands of scarabs
Over the uncertainty of noon)

From dawns, I have been searching
for the Glimpse of the Unmovable Axis -
- my eyes are prowled by waterfalls – and
I hold between my palms and my mouth
The ball of yarn wound up
Since I have been exiting
A M A Z  E

Other than that
I am building
Perfect stretches of land.