Outlines of process gone
working parts of structure
the malleable nature of framing time
dirt and grime
the ways of turning
torque, pressure, alignment
sparks lit, quickly extinguished
hear them hit concrete
suddenly die out
throwing light all over
barely missing my face, hands
every part exposed
showered in dull pin pricks
contained splatter, shards of illumination
glowing brightness against this
rusty clunker unmoving
sits to display
now having new paint
conditions of movement
skeletal remains of possibility
waiting for a certain spark
other working parts to plug
and carry along
long gone memories
this outline and a grinder
imagining something working
