by Amy Letter
paths forking project ongoing media mixed structure branching often recursive boundaries untimed limits unspaced rules optional rules followed Only 3
04. Archive for paralinear Access
05. Random to jump from branch to branch
Cut down to physics, a flower [or flour (made
from the seed/fruit [post-flower] of a starch
grass [and blessed by the goddess Ceres])] is
no different from a ‘58 Zundapp Janus [hot
fusion of car and bike (atoms indistinguishable)
named for the Roman god of doors (its doors
open front and back [its seats face front and
back, too (the passenger will only see where
he’s been, not his impending doom)])] — all
just atoms, at bottom, all subatomic particles
whose lives are strange enough to seem like
magic, tracking up and down our world leaving
marks so faint, they seem the ghost traces
of alien minds [our top minds barely conceive
them (let alone perceive them)] tripping through
our space, unmaking us in ways we no better
understand than the Romans how the god of
doors saw past and future through four eyes,
[than ants blasted at Hiroshima the trickery of
Fermi’s heart (why that day he cried [but they
could time the decay of Fermium to the nano-
second])], than me the charm of your eyes.
1. up & down
2. top & bottom
