For a while a year is a long time
as things increase in their number
and walls break
familiarity comes
familiarity of life, which sinks
to a level of sorts, space
(empty except for
the rabbit-hat of things
Before crumbling, the walls streak
with some tangent of minutes
and life takes on a size
–Larry Eigner, 1977
Image: guest room repainted, window to yard by artnoose
