clasps, granulating deaths

we desire these

granulating deaths

the hope of transformations

neither we stand to hold nor disintegrate
the in-betweeness of thing

these bifurcating nothingness

what granulating a-thing-to-nothing denies by intimate clasps

a non-scalar of
what sensed as hollowed shells, 

interfaces, 

creeping signs to de-signs,

might they be the-in-between’s deaths the only life that one endures

and deaths are but a fabric of compassion 

the Others harvest looms, weaving gaze, 

life is a de-sign pattern of demands 

perpetually weaving the undeathness of Others 

love as Others thread occurs at nothing-to-a-thing’s life unceases

occurrence fabric breaks and ceases by a-thing-to-nothing's love of Others death 

then Others resurrected by death from love

death of life unresurrected by being as Others 

so there are clasps:

love to cease to endure

life to uncease unpatternized

Others to unresurrect in-between 

death perpetual re-occurrences

quadrupling nothingness in-between

these clasps reconfigure at each cut on a finger

bleeding a denial to succumb dissuccumb to and fro