The immeasurable truth of descisions/ of incisions/ into the mirrored eyes/ typing wills while desire/ dies like crumpled paper/ Into the wastebasket of ideas discarded/ To draw an inside straight/ as an arrow I fly/ to the clouds my eyes/ with the fire light/ pops when the camera/ hot flashes make the old woman/ sweat paying/ a bad debt I stare/ as if horrified by her beauty/ 'to roll the universe into a ball..roll it towards some question'/ photographs in my breast/ pocket reveal you inside/ my head/ of shame can? / the castle of inequality behemothically rhythmically/ be the one to blame?/ 'And the trees are all made equal by hatchet, axe, and saw'