Times: a New Roman. 2007

without you i would be

quick sand

waiting under the hot sun

to dry or

attack - an offense - in this part -

 species-specific

nostalgia is writ

along my hands - the border—

draft on page — light vaporizes - it used to be that we could get by on papyrus -

but i did not see this coming - and syntax is not on the page -