Black sky of crows crowns mornings, bookends to nights of ferocious dream violence

[can an empty space feel occupied—be occupied—with no bodies present]

Jackal fear circles, breathing hidden threat-breath, by unknown summons

[can shadows of bodies, once (they have) / left, still linger, filling space once occupied]

Inside, a wavy line descends, evens out, climbs a steep peak—teeters—declines again

[two containers—one infinite, one finite—hold space—connecting valves open and shut to control in/voluntary flow—allowance for expansion / contraction]

Outside, surrounding space—unbroken—limbs recede at the height of uncertainty

(11-12.14 / 7.17)