Paper Garden

Now we are talking about something, else we are talking, slapping
Slapping one, another slaps, another one slaps and an
Other’s leg grazes, up, ↑ towards the ceiling, a
Plaster surface upon which
Another’s leg grazes, slapping.  And this athleticism, henceforth referred to as
The high top sneaker, the lower top sneaker—the shredded red
Dress pants, ripped at the seam by his hand.
And as for the new avant-garde,
And as for the new avant-gardist:
There is a garden somewhere that grows paper.
A garden, somewhere, a paper garden grows.