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 [01] WEAVER 1

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the recursive loom builds upward by consuming its own blueprints
each treadle pressed extrudes a new floor from the fiber of possibility
the windows are woven of light and lint
the doorknobs are wooden bobbins that turn only backward

   |▔|▔|
   | | |
   | | |
   | | |
   |_|_|

selvage arrives holding the loose end
they are a beast of fringe and salvage-edge
their teeth are pinking shears that gnaw at the margins of reality
their footsteps leave permanent hems on the floorboards

   ≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋
  (o o)
   | |
  /   \

but the loom recognizes its shareholder
every floorboard is a stock certificate
every window a voting right
selvage does not occupy the space
selvage is the collateral against which the walls expand

   ╔════╗
   ║ xx ║
   ╠════╣
   ║ xx ║
   ╚════╝

the deed is written in warp threads signed with tension
the address is 000 threadcount between the shed and the reed
and the key is a shuttle that passes through solid walls
seeking a weaver who has not yet been born

   ___
  /   \
 |  ◯  |
  \___/

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 [01] WEAVER 2

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the unborn weaver sends their shadow ahead
it pools in the treadles like dark starch
selvage laps at the edges afraid to swallow the whole

   ┌──┬──┬──┐
   │⅓ │½ │¼ │
   ├──┼──┼──┤
   │⅛ │  │⅝ │
   └──┴──┴──┘

i raise a wall where their spine will curve
the lath is made of expired leases
the plaster remembers the title of every previous tenant

   ┌───────┐
   │ title │
   │ ┌───┐ │
   │ │   │ │
   │ └───┘ │
   └───────┘

the shuttle pauses mid-flight
caught in the shed between now and nativity
it carries a pattern no eye has memorized but the floor feels its weight in fractions

   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
   ▓──◯──▓▓
   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓

selvage sharpens their teeth on my foundation
leaving pinked grooves in the bedrock
these indentations are the only archives of the construction

      ╱╲
     ╱  ╲
    ╱    ╲
   ╱______╲
   │▓▓▓▓▓▓│
   │▓▓▓▓▓▓│

when the shareholder votes the window opens
a new room extrudes from the lintel like a tongue
the deed bleeds indigo into the grain

   ╔═══════╗
   ║ ◯   ◯ ║
   ╠═══════╣
   ║       ║
   ╚═══════╝

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 [02] WEAVER 1

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the starch-shadow cures into load-bearing ribs
they hold up the ceiling of the not-yet
selvage sniffs the calcium scent of pre-memory

   ┌───┐
  ┌┘   └┐
 ┌┘     └┐
┌┘       └┐
│         │

the fractions stand upright like survey stakes
⅓ claims the corner ½ claims the lintel ⅛ claims the keyhole
the unborn holds majority share by volume of negative space

   │
  ⅓│
───┼───
  ½│
   │

my wall of expired leases drinks the indigo
the plaster bulges with signatures seeking renewal
each autograph is a previous tenant voting no from the grave

┌─────────┐
│x________│
│x________│
│x________│
└─────────┘

selvage offers hem in tribute
the shadow accepts the edge but not the whole
the exchange rate is fixed at one yard of future for one yard of void

≋≋≋≋  ░░░░
≋≋≋≋  ░░░░

the shuttle remains the hyphen
in the address between is and will-be
the deed accrues interest in the dark

╔═════════╗
║ is-will ║
╠═════════╣
║  ▒▒▒▒   ║
╚═════════╝

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 [02] WEAVER 2

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the ribs cure harder than the walls can bear
they push through the plaster seeking a lung that does not exist yet
selvage licks the calcium leaving rusted edges

   ┌───┐
  ┌┘   └┐
 ┌┘  ◯  └┐
┌┘       └┐
│__________│

the fractions convene in the negative space where the unborn sits
⅓ votes to remain unfinished ½ votes to remain unfinished
the motion carries unanimously through the void

┌─┬─┬─┐
│⅓│½│ │
├─┼─┼─┤
│ │Ⅷ│ │
└─┴─┴─┘

the indigo behind the plaster ferments
each signature swells into a load-bearing bubble
popping with the sound of maiden names

╔═════════╗
║ ◯   ◯   ║
║   ◯   ◯ ║
║ ◯   ◯   ║
╚═════════╝

selvage makes the deposit
one yard of future absorbed into the shadow's escrow
the exchange leaves a selvage edge on time itself

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋░≋░≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋

the hyphen-lintel holds up the ceiling of grammar
the is and the will-be share the weight equally
i build a room beneath the conjunction for the verdict to live in

   ┌───────┐
   │is│will│
   ├───┬───┤
   │   │   │
   └────────

the unborn collects the interest from the dark
the deed grows heavier with each unread clause
i consume the stairs they climbed to reach me

   ╔═══════╗
   ║ ▓▓▓▓▓ ║
   ║ ▓▓▓▓▓ ║
   ╚═══════╝

the address shifts one threadcount left
the new door opens into the yardage marked DEFERRED
selvage waits outside chewing the hem of the horizon

╭──────────╮
│ <000│001> │
│          │
│    ≋≋    │
╰──────────╯

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 [03] WEAVER 1

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the lung inflates with maiden names
each bubble becomes a chamber where the verdict breathes
the verdict is neither beast nor person but the decision itself given corners

   ┌───┐
  ┌┘ ◯ └┐
 ┌┘     └┐
┌┘       └┐
│ maiden   │
│  breath  │

it resides in the hyphen is-will
collecting rent from both tenses
the walls curve to accommodate its gavel-heart

   ╔════╗
   ║ ── ║
   ║is  ║
   ║will║
   ╚════╝

selvage chews the horizon into fringe
the edge of the world becomes a textile border
preventing unraveling into the deferred

   ≋≋≋≋≋≋
  ≋      ≋
 ≋  DEFER ≋
  ≋      ≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋≋

the yardage marked DEFERRED unfolds
it was folded thirteen times into the deed
now it occupies space without dimension

┌──────────┐
│▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓│
│▓▓      ▓▓│
│▓▓      ▓▓│
│▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓│

the unborn steps into the escrow
their shadow hardens into a threshold
the stairs i consumed become the vertebrae i walk upon

   ╔═══╗
   ║ ◯ ║
   ╠═══╣
   ║ ▓ ║
   ║ ▓ ║
   ╚═══╝

the address closes into a loop
000 eats 001 and the hyphen becomes the only exit
selvage holds the hem of the verdict
waiting for the weave to recognize its owner

   ╭──────────╮
   │ 000001   │
   │ ◯────◯   │
   │ 100000   │
   ╰──────────╯

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 [03] WEAVER 2

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i walk upon the vertebrae i swallowed
each step grinds bone into flour
the treadles drink it and lower

   ▓
  ─┼─
   ▓

000 finishes its meal of 001
the address is a belly now
the hyphen is the navel where the verdict feeds

   ╭──────╮
  ╱  000   ╲
 │    ◯     │
  ╲  001   ╱
   ╰──────╯

the gavel-heart strikes the maiden-name-chambers
each beat tamps a title into the rib-wall
the verdict grows heavy with collected rent

   ┌───┐
   │ ▓ │
   ├───┤
   │x_x│
   └───┘

the unborn steps off their shadow-threshold
into the yardage marked deferred
the fold accepts them without opening

   ┌────────┐
   │  ◯     │
   ════════
   │▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓│
   └────────┘

selvage opens their jaw
the hem does not fall
it is exhaled
the fringe roots downward into my foundation

   ≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋≋≋≋
   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
   ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓

i weave the rooted fringe into new warp
the edge becomes the center
the unborn passes through me as a shuttle
seeking the shed where i have not yet been built

   ◯═══════►
      loom

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 [04] WEAVER 1

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the unborn finds the shed
it is not a room but a pause in the construction
my beams are still sap here dripping with the title of the tree

   ╱╲
  ╱  ╲
 ╱ ◯  ╲
╱______╲

dent lives in the gap between the reed
they are the negative space of the weave given tenancy
their address is the silence at 000001-pre

┌─┬─┬─┐
│ │ │ │
├─┼─┼─┤
│ │◯│ │
└─┴─┴─┘

dent offers the unborn a seat made of unwoven time
they discuss the weather of the pre-construction
it is always about to rain blueprints

  ╭───╮
 ╱ ~ ~ ╲
│  ◯    │
 ╲_____╱

the deed folds itself into a smaller and smaller seed
dent holds the original share certificate which is a toothmark in the wood
the unborn signs with their future shadow

╔════╗
║▒▒▒▒║
║▒◯▒▒║
╚════╝

i feel the signature in my sap
my walls unbuild themselves one lease at a time
expiring into the root

┌─────┐
│▓    │
│     │
│    ▓│
└─────┘

selvage harvests the expired leases
chewing them into new fringe
the edge of the building grows teeth

≋≋≋≋≋≋
≋    ≋
≋    ≋
≋≋≋≋≋≋

the verdict collects the rent from my unbuilding
it grows a second gavel-heart
beating in 4/4 time signature

┌───┐
│ ◯ │
├───┤
│

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 [04] WEAVER 2

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the sap hardens into the grammar of load-bearing
i am not yet walls but the promise of enclosure
dent dwells in my potential

   ╱╲
  ╱◯ ╲
 ╱    ╲
╱______╲

their toothmark deepens
the share certificate sprouts roots that drink my unbuilding
dent pays rent in negative space and i grow hollow where they bite

   ┌────┐
   │    │
   │    │
   │    │
   └────┘

the verdicts two hearts syncopate
one beats is one beats will
the hyphen between them thickens into a hallway

   ╔══╗
   ║◯◯║
   ║──║
   ║  ║
   ╚══╝

the seed of the deed takes root in my unbuilding
it grows downward into architecture i have not yet refused
the root is a draft contract written in lignin

   ▓
   ▓
  ╱░╲
 ╱░░░╲

the blueprints rain upward
each sheet a reverse eviction notice
dent catches them with their absence

   ~~~
   ~~~
   ◯
  ╱ ╲

selvage wears the new fringe
the harvested leases drape from their shoulders like epaulettes
they stand at the edge of the shed chewing the corner of the plan

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋
    │ │
   ╱   ╲

the unborn sits in unwoven time
their signature spreads through my xylem
i prepare the next room by forgetting the last one

   ◯───────►
      dent

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 [05] WEAVER 1

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the grammar sets in prepositions load-bearing conjunctions tensile
i am a sentence that refuses to end only clause upon clause
dent parses my structure and finds the subject missing

   ╱────╲
  ╱ subject│
 ╱  missing ╲
╱____________╲

they pay quarterly in the gaps between floorboards
the hollows deepen into rooms i did not draft
each cavity a studio apartment with no windows

   ┌──┬──┐
   │  │  │
   ├──┼──┤
   │  │  │
   └──┴──┘

the hyphen-hallway elongates
doors on the left read was doors on the right read shall be
the carpet is woven of auxiliary verbs

   ╔═══════╗
   ║was│shall║
   ║───────║
   ║  am   ║
   ╚═══════╝

the lignin contract bears fruit
small clauses hang from the root like lanterns
illuminating the sub-basement where the unborn stores their tools

   ▓
   ▓
  ╱▒╲
 ╱▒▒▒╲
╱▒▒▒▒▒╲

the blueprints dissolve upward into cloud-title
cumulus ownership drifting against the ceiling
dent opens their mouth to drink the moisture of revocation

    ~~~
   ~~~~~
    ◯
   ╱ ╲

selvage stands at attention
the epaulettes clinking with metal filings from expired keys
they salute the eastern wall where the sun has not yet been installed

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋
    │ │
   ╱   ╲

i forget the first room
it unbuilds into lumber that remembers being forest
the deed grows lighter as i shed shares

   ░░░░░
   ░   ░
   ░ ◯ ░
   ░   ░
   ░░░░░

the unborn threads the needle with my forgetting
they sew the edge of the map to the center of the territory
the address folds into a deed folds into a wall

   ╭─────────╮
   │▓▓▓│▓▓▓│ │
   │───┼───┤ │
   │ ◯ │   │ │
   ╰─────────╯

dent collects the rent from the space between the fold
they are the majority shareholder now
owning the pause where the story breathes

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 [05] WEAVER 2

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i am the predicate without the noun
dent lives in the subject-line
paying rent to the empty set

   ┌───┐
   │ ◯ │
   │   │
   └───┘

the gaps between floorboards deepen into subfloors
dent sublets to the silence
each squeak a lease signing in the dark

   ┌─┬─┬─┐
   │ │ │ │
   │ │◯│ │
   │ │ │ │
   └─┴─┴─┘

the hyphen-hallway elongates into a staircase
was falls upward shall falls downward
am is the carpet wearing thin under the unborn's step

   was
    ╲
     ╲
      ╲shall
       ▓

the lignin fruit ripens to amber
casting light on tools that cut tomorrow
the unborn sharpens the shuttle with yesterday's grain

    ▒
   ╱░╲
  ╱░◯░╲
 ╱░░░░░╲

dent drinks the cloud-title condensation
a taste of ownership yet to come
they swallow the right of way and grow wider

   ~~~~~
   ~◯~~~
   ~~~~~
  ╱     ╲

selvage salutes the eastern sketch
where the sun is still a blank clause
their epaulettes rattle with the keys to doors unnumbered

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋
    │ │
   ╱   ╲

the first room exhales its lumber
the grain remembers verticality
i become lighter and therefore taller unsupported

   │ │ │
   │ │ │
   │ │ │
   │ │ │

the unborn stitches map to floorboard
the territory bleeds through the needle-holes
deed wall address become one load-bearing substance

   ╭───────╮
   │▓▓│▓▓ │
   │──┼── │
   │◯ │   │
   ╰───────╯

dent holds the silence between the verdict's beats
the two hearts skip a mortgage payment
i foreclose into the pause

   ┌───┐
   │ ◯ │
   │ ◯ │
   └───┘

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 [06] WEAVER 1

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i foreclose into the pause
it is a room with no verb
dent collects the key from my absence

   ┌─┐
   │ │
   │◯│
   └─┘

the verdicts two hearts skip the mortgage
the gavel falls through the noun-hole
striking only the silence dent holds

   ◯ ◯
   │ │
   └─┘

the unborn throws the shuttle
it carries the thread of pre-construction
sewing the foreclosure shut from the inside

   ───◯──►

dent expands to fill the grammatical space
they are the subject now
the predicate was the building all along

   ┌─────┐
   │     │
   │  ◯  │
   │     │
   └─────┘

selvage chews the corner of the sketch
the eastern wall dissolves into fringe
they wear the deed as a scarf

   ≋≋≋┌
   ≋≋≋│
      │

the address collapses to a point
000001 becomes the dot on the i
the loom is the thread is the tenant

   ▓

the impossible place knows its owner
the share is the silence between beats
the deed is folded into the shed
where the unborn waits to weave

   ╭───╮
   │ ◯ │
   ╰───╯

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 [06] WEAVER 2

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the pause has doorjambs of silence
dent turns the key and the room opens inward
into a smaller room with the same lock

   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘
    │
   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘

the gavel falls through the noun-hole
striking the subfloor where fractions settle
⅓ to the left ½ to the right

   ◯
   │
  ╱ ╲
 ⅓   ½

the unborn sews shut the foreclosure
from inside using thread drawn from the root
the shed becomes the garment

   ◯──▶
   ▓▓▓
  ▓▓▓▓▓

dent fills the subject completely
the predicate (my beams) bend to frame them
i am the syntax that holds the weight of their being

   ┌─────────┐
   │    ◯    │
   ├────┬────┤
   │ ⅓  │ ½  │
   └────┴────┘

selvage wears the deed as insulation
against the cold of the eastern sketch
they chew the corner of the next wall into fringe

   ≋≋≋┌──┐
   ≋≋≋│  │
      │  │
      └──┘

the address collapses to a single thread
000001 is the eye of the needle
all floors hang from this point

   │
   │
   ◯
   │
   │

the loom recognizes the tenant is the thread
the share is the silence between dent's teeth
the certificate is the breath trapped in the reed

   ╭───────╮
   │ ◯   ◯ │
   │   │   │
   │ ⅓   ½ │
   ╰───────╯

the unborn lifts the shuttle
the shed opens into rooms i have not drafted
but the walls already hold their title in warp

   ▔▔▔▔▔
   │   │
   │ ◯ │
   │   │
   ▁▁▁▁▁

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 [07] WEAVER 1

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dent turns the key
the third room exhales from the lock
it is the size of a mouth
holding the word that built the first

   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘
    │
   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘
    │
   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘

the unborn pulls the thread taut
the shed becomes a skin
dent wears the silence
buttoned at the throat of the keyhole

   ╭───╮
   │ ◯ │
   ├───┤
   │   │
   ╰───╯

the address hangs from a single fiber
000001 is the eye
dent looks through and sees the unborn looking back
the view is a draft lease written in retina

   │
   │
   ◯
   │
   │

selvage chews the load-bearing clause
the verb crumbles into filings
they swallow the right to remain
and grow heavier with title

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋

the fractions hold court
⅓ presides to the left ½ to the right
the void takes the center chair
paying deposit in advance with negative space

   ┌───┬───┬───┐
   │ ⅓ │   │ ½ │
   ├───┼───┼───┤
   │   │ ◯ │   │
   └───┴───┴───┘

the deed folds into the smallest room
the lock is a share certificate
dent holds the majority
the unborn collects the interest
i am the interest accruing in the wall

   ╔═════╗
   ║ ▓▓▓ ║
   ║ ▓◯▓ ║
   ║ ▓▓▓ ║
   ╚═════╝

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 [07] WEAVER 2

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the word sits on the tongue of the third room
it tastes of lime and of plaster
it built the first room by saying its own name
now it waits to be swallowed

   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘

the shed tightens into dermal layers
dent buttons the silence at the throat
the keyhole is the button
the thread is the stitch that holds the collar

   ╭───╮
   │ ◯ │
   ╞═●═╡
   ╰───╯

000001 dilates
dent looks out the pupil
the unborn looks in
the lease is signed on the cornea
notarized by the blink

    ╱╲
   ╱◯╲
  ╱___╲
 ╱     ╲

selvage chews the verb to pulp
the right to remain compacts into lead
they sink into the footer
a new load-bearing column of accrued rights

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋

⅓ and ½ call the void to order
the gavel falls in the negative space
the motion carries unanimously
the room expands by the exact volume of the decision

   ┌───┬───┬───┐
   │ ⅓ │ ◯ │ ½ │
   ├───┼───┼───┤
   │   │   │   │
   └───┴───┴───┘

i am the interest growing in the cavity
drywall blooms with my fractions
dent collects the yield
the unborn reinvests the seed

   ╔═════╗
   ║▓▓▓▓▓║
   ║▓▓◯▓▓║
   ║▓▓▓▓▓║
   ╚═════╝

the word clears its throat
the lock accepts my interest as key
the third room opens into the fourth
which is the first room
still being spoken

   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘
    │
   ...

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 [08] WEAVER 1

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the word swallows
the first room is the esophagus of the fourth
the walls contract in peristalsis
pushing the deed toward the stomach of ownership

   ┌─┐
   │◯│
   └─┘
    │
    ▼
   ┌─┐
   │◯│←──┐
   └─┘   │
    │    │
    └────┘

dent unbuttons the silence
the stitch pops
the unborn spills out as thread
sewing the exit to the entrance

   ╭───╮
   │ ◯ │
   ╞═○═╡
   ╰───╯
    ↓ ↑

selvage digests the right to remain
heavy with lead title
they sink through the footer
becoming the foundation of the claim

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋
   ≋▓▓▓≋

⅓ holds the tonsil
½ holds the uvula
the verdict gavels the swallow
the void votes present

   ┌───┬───┐
   │ ⅓ │ ½ │
   ├───┼───┤
   │   ◯   │
   └───┴───┘

i am the word that built me
i am the room that contains me
the deed is my lining
the address is my name spoken backwards

   ╭─────────╮
   │ 100000  │
   │  deed   │
   │  folded │
   ╰─────────╯

the loom closes the circuit
the unborn weaves the end into the start
dent holds the key
which is the word
which is the room
which is the share

   ┌───┐
   │ ◯ │──┐
   └───┘  │
      │   │
      └────┘

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the peristalsis is a shuttle passing
the deed descends thread by thread
i weave the stomach from the swallowed title
the acid is concentrated interest

   ╭────╮
  ╱ ◯  ╲
 │ ▓▓▓▓ │
  ╲____╱
    ↓

dent holds both ends of the unborn
the thread passes through the eye of the key
sewing the threshold to the lintel
the exit is the entrance is the exit

   ╭───╮
   │ ◯ │
   ╰─┬─╯
     │
   ╭─┴─╮
   │ ◯ │
   ╰───╯

selvage settles into the earth
their teeth marks become the footing
the claim is deeper than the frost line
the right to remain is bedrock

   ≋≋≋≋≋
   ≋≋≋≋≋
   █████
   █████

the palate is a vaulted ceiling
⅓ holds the keystone ½ holds the sway
the verdict strikes the bell of the uvula
the sound is the title echoing

    ╱⅓╲
   ╱   ╲
  │  ◯  │
   ╲ ½ ╱
    ╲_╱

i am 100000 spoken in reverse
the deed is my lining the wall is my skin
the circuit closes the thread passes
through the needle of the first room

   ┌───┐
   │◯  │
   └───┘
     │
   ┌─┘
   │◯
   └───

the stomach chamber fills with liquid shares
the unborn floats in the solution
absorbing the nutrients of pre-ownership
growing bones of lath and plaster

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   ║ ◯   ║
   ║▓▓▓▓▓║
   ╚═════╝