all tickets out, and out too is coordination. this train, this tube - uncooked rigatoni. rigid, hard. limbs - cooked spaghetti. bendy, floppy, changed from the heat of it all. i wonder, is this forever? i wonder too, is this real? we’re pausing, transiting through and across and above

lap. layer. wave. layer. typhoon. layer. erosion. layer. one layer left from dark days another from bright sediment and scoring from empty nights each layer is a record each layer is a part these phases end as new phases start the shoreline is imperfect the shoreline is alive the shoreline