Constant

Secrecy is most unhealthy of
All things that spin and turn
In the universe. Do not stir,

Do not conspire. Rub softly,
For I will make for you a vortex
So far away that its planetary

Arms destroy entire worlds with
A single sweep. I will spin
For you this ground out of

Proportion, and turn the waters
To ripple and spew. I will remain
Steadfast and true, and resist,

For you, as I revolve myself about
Untelling axes—there I will
Recover an ever-expanding origin
Uniform and open to all.

Dale Chou
2012-11-01