49. The Sky Around You
the sky near you
it comes down onto your head
the sky (surrounds you)
your knots hold it in place
the knitting of knots
as a practice of dexterity
as the demonstration of self
providing the earth
with demonstrable evidence
of what it needs
your teeth in it
and your nails
to hold on
to keep it all in place
making as the only secure
form of being
maybe a little pinch pot
such that it might sit
on three little nubbins
pinched out of it
or some time in a room
made of wood and wooden things
fire burned hard
to get that color out of the clay
no little clayhead doll
so only our heads might crack
on impact
we can use the pieces
for something though the blood
on them and the little bits of brain
might slow us
a little
the process of making
is unmaking
disorder precedes us
we proceed from you
wool and first the skirting
burr and feces from the fur
pulling in the heat the bits out
of the thicknesses of fleece
carding wool
so the fibers align
everything in a row
the way a herd
might point in
the same direction
spinning out of
the patterns put in place
you make a skein
of wool a wound string you could
make into something
and the knitting
every little bit of this process
a set of steps to apportion
order
in its various forms
the simplification of living
into a set of set patterns
a few sequences of
the knitting needles
enough order
and someone
can be kept warm
though you can make only
small numbers
you will make plenty
enough to keep a foot warm
and you can feel how
the sky nears you
how it turns around your head
it comes down onto your head
the sky (surrounds you)
your knots hold it in place
the knitting of knots
as a practice of dexterity
as the demonstration of self
providing the earth
with demonstrable evidence
of what it needs
your teeth in it
and your nails
to hold on
to keep it all in place
making as the only secure
form of being
maybe a little pinch pot
such that it might sit
on three little nubbins
pinched out of it
or some time in a room
made of wood and wooden things
fire burned hard
to get that color out of the clay
no little clayhead doll
so only our heads might crack
on impact
we can use the pieces
for something though the blood
on them and the little bits of brain
might slow us
a little
the process of making
is unmaking
disorder precedes us
we proceed from you
wool and first the skirting
burr and feces from the fur
pulling in the heat the bits out
of the thicknesses of fleece
carding wool
so the fibers align
everything in a row
the way a herd
might point in
the same direction
spinning out of
the patterns put in place
you make a skein
of wool a wound string you could
make into something
and the knitting
every little bit of this process
a set of steps to apportion
order
in its various forms
the simplification of living
into a set of set patterns
a few sequences of
the knitting needles
enough order
and someone
can be kept warm
though you can make only
small numbers
you will make plenty
enough to keep a foot warm
and you can feel how
the sky nears you
how it turns around your head
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