The face is not a parking lot
for the nose and lips
where they may do their fine works.
Face is the natural abstraction
of unity in being.
It is the Capital of being.
Faces light up the places
that we can not,
or can no longer, see.
And the numbers have turned clear
and face, it has grown huge and bright
and it is everywhere outside
There is no door
no mirror large enough
to let a number into this world
for number would surely crush it
Number is natures medium of exchange,
it is like a throne, upon which, man,
in this world, must sit,
and Face it is the Crown upon his head.
Time is number GONE
TO HELL and all of nature
ITS FLESH IN RUIN