Where has she been? Where is he now? Together on paths attempting to braid something along the way. Upbraided with conclusions wrapped in plastic blown about. Fences display trash at intervals that convince others of something but not them. Not them. Where has she been? Where is he now? Knitting words out of letters stirred by blinking. Mummified in labyrinths of the next to next to last spoken and unspoken scripts tied into loops and sealed with saliva ready to pop with dehydration as they almost do and don't yet come to any conclusions wrapped in plastic blown about. Searching for broken fences to pass through and come upon upbraided by fences and their latest erections spraying compartments for minds getting smaller and tired of wondering. Ever? Ever? Put a hand on a knee? Canoes. One canoe on a lake when there was a lake. Where was she? Where was he? Where did it go? Together or not so together on paths attempting to braid something along the way. Upbraided. That's all. That's all there is. Didn't go on very far only to go on and on.
Dried leaves joining plastic blown about to the fences fenced in. No clearance. Dried leaves splitting and rustled uncover a thumb fleshy or rubber some one thing outside a closet not to be found not near. Circling around it to see which crack in the space leaves it to circling around dried joining about fences fenced in. No clearance. Unclear how splitting and rustled they crack into circling around it take it up upon themselves itself blown about to the fences fenced in. No closet to be found finding less restoratives just fences fenced in. More fences needing space for circling around it take it up upon themselves putting it together circling around it splitting and rustled they back into it and circling around it take it up upon themselves rubber fleshy some one thing outside the closet the one once storing the last oar splitting and rustled they crack into circling around it taking it up upon themselves. Where has she been? Where was he? Together upbraided along paths down twisting wrists knowing what they know for the next to next to last upbraiding. She goes he goes goes she goes first or after him after her sharing another upbraiding circling around it taking it up upon themselves knowing what they know until they ask until then then all for that for all that it's lost in the circling around taking it up upon themselves eyes his and hers coming off with the force of the spin don't need to see where she has been where he is upbraided together in ever ever put a hand right on this until next to next to last escaping breath it has been for what waves do to her do to him circling around it taking it up upon themselves for another upbraided some one thing.
- Max Stoltenberg