XI.Force

A fault of proceeding from weakness is, after being ignored for persistence,
Causing all wavelengths to interfere upon reflection like wetted staircases—

Whose daily climb made it necessary to watch—half of the contents spill away.
There were crystals, if one looked deep enough. Our understanding of bismuth
At least explains how void crucibles blew out such an array of iridescent
Tarnish; and similarly, the flesh gradually subsided, to deliver up its text.

Otherwise forgotten, this habitual gait of strength is founded by mislaid texts
Above all else suggesting, it too, will turn to shadow—Or be reconciled, persisting
On the screen—the phosphor dot energized by the electron beam. Iridescent
Compact discs constitute this fringe of wilderness; ground on which staircases
Of the current technology prong excited darts at clouds. Fuses of rose-tinged bismuth
With a half-life more than a billion times the rate of the universe spilling away,

Were produced by a fault. And after the overload was cleared, the spilled
Workmanship cleared away, whatever rosy-fingered dawns were submitted to text;
Or attempts to extract from it, came the necessity for sacrificial parts of bismuth

For the arcs of mutual attraction, the faulty joints in wiring, and now dubious persistence
So that sleepers sit up, and audio of an unpleasant encounter from the above staircase,
Distinguished quite clearly from the dark house—flicks the optical switches—to iridescence

One light wave hits the first groove—redoubles onto another groove—the iridescent
Eyeshine’s lovely preparations against detection. One’s ignorance spilling

Into every facet of being—Made so much lighter for each loss. On the staircase,
Rather than inquiring of the eye’s dazzling palisades, an accompanying text
Submits the most faithful angles, when not looking into the flash. Persistent
Oil films—it would be expressing a truth—are specimens before blue flames of bismuth.  

Among those rescued or uninvited, convincing in their denseness, like bismuth,

Unknowingly guide conversations. Calling breathlessly on a demeanor or iridescence
Apt to distort in any case—the butterfly caught or the hinged window, persistence
Compels one to lie longer on one’s back, contemplating a later face, spilling away—

Carrying the message abroad until our footsteps converge in the same text;
Where wires failed, memory compiles a complete and reliable statistic of staircase

Descents—often taken mincing to avoid falling, frequently entwined on staircases

With an invisible consort—yet not much better composed, unlike native bismuth
After purification by fire.  It happens from an excess of nature, reconstructing texts
Unlike a more toxic cohort, stepped crystals form—the base metal made iridescent—
If to distract from so many leaden steps, where mercury mirrors have spilled away.
From an exhausted reserve of strength, the still daylight contends for persistence,

Its surrogate. Somewhere alighting from elevators, the refuge of a staircase persists
In the vicinity of an office—Where the rest spills away, the elemental like bismuth
Cannot be solved by success—iridescent thought of you looking up from a text.