"Euclid's Eighth Theorem says that identical parallel objects
placed at different distances from the eye
are not seen in proportion to their distances which
proves the field of vision to be spherical, like trees
that though, identical, move at different speeds.
And all the paths that started out infinitely curved roll
slowly across a space full of birds until the forest
slows down so much that a man can carefully plan
to place the body equidistant.
The body in the middle, which is his,
will wait, until the power of want
ignites the tops of the trees in a line.
One by one, even a whim will prove the Renaissance wrong.
It is not a flat plane hang before the painter's
eye like a window, but a glass float from a Japanese fishing
net that made it all the way across the ocean
on a single storm, which places the world among its objects,
causing crossroads, which is another mode of locating
the body as a series that necessitates a love of time."