so it is week XIII to be added to a kind of record

XIII.withdraw to the foyerswe shall stay friendsthe wind blows hair and papers thatcould be skin and humandust the chaff hulls and seeds thathands have released fall dismallyfrom a violent place I sharpenedmy eyes fell on themI can’t explain except thatI’m out of my mindoutside on the thresholdoutside the threshold a peacecertainly they took a peace thatcame from my assurancea peace comes down to themit still comes down to them whileI am dismal and uncertaindo shadows explain the cloudsdo shadows explain the darkshadows move behind the glassdo shadows explain the monstrous shapesa monstrosity moves out in the bayis it cooler here yesyou can see my fingers wigglingfrom between the louvres