The centre

Rectangle is a square landed

redoubled in effort

training in motion

trailing itself

caught up in a ridiculous self-tease;

 

a square of the utmost cared-for a priority

does not yet matter

but dropped

it starts to matter

at once more and less relatable

more and less stable –

rect-angles step out, tile down, the floor

 

intention and attention

writing and reading

 

square is before floor

rectangle on the floor

neither of which fully pictures the other

neither of which fully opens

or closes

the door of their exchange

 

the door

upright rectangle, ajar

a draft –

of the elements,

the most aware

of the slim enough –

to slip through:

 

squares to rectangles made

and rectangles cutting up squares

in ex-change

 

intention to attention to intention to attention

squares to rectangles to squares to rectangles

all of which some of themselves and some of the other

 

how very triangular

even to the point of being able to throw into doubt a distinction

and the upmost angle of cowardly triangulation

again, the door

not fully open

nor properly closed

unsquarable, rect-agle upstanding waiting for a meeting

un-started so un-finished

possibility

that one day it will happen

 

so, “ajar” is the possibility

of possibility

that is,

the seeping draft –

the back and forth momentum

of squares spilling rectangles

rectangles chopping squares

neither fully themselves

neither properly the other –

describes a movement caught in the action of its own possibility

recounting itself to itself as it happens

that is,

spilling

chopping

 

there is no lock

but locked into an uncertain transition

 

how very circular

and yet square

and rectangular

and triangular, too;

 

the light that glows between the door and its frame

like the draft

and the exchange

also seams

seemingly

with a motivated quality

the fundamental square root of all this (the) un-met.

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