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The Purpose of A System is What it Does {8} (on 10)

fractal turbulence  knowing's cute
shadow closer begats more gaps
intimacy? crouched low to film
a glint snail glide down the brick face
of an informative platform

with it's tentacled eye astute
whorling in seek of a safe path
it's slick tail flicking a balance skill
there's no gettin' it snail time taste
depth perceive no such stillness void

pours void between calm & through
withness halflight fools gold's the fact
this moment any of them willed
to ongo going in dusk lace
not any closer a new course