fundamental ambiguity
- as i span time, shaking steadily forward
- with no opposing opposite option, no threads
- other than the ones i have, no expanse
- beyond my own striving, or struggle to
- under-stand why i shake like i do, why
- i move in patterns that only show through
- anxious pacing and skipping from frame
- to frame, this experience this sensation
- of sensing that i think i might be alive
- if i could only grasp the handle on the
- box, flip the lid, carry it home, make
- a show to tell you what i think i might
- have found.