He’s in hour 22 of wearing a heart monitor and is pacing, not knowing what to do with himself until 1:15.
maze of wires/ sliding his belt/ through its loops
A couple more examples from a Haiku Canada Holographic collection:
I’ve started to read Ron Silliman’s ‘the Alphabet’. At three pages or so a day, it will take me just under a year as it takes so long to read three pages. I keep getting knocked back by lines like:
You’re telling me something urgent, but I’m only counting the syllables as you speak.
Today editing some new poems about my father, and writing another (not that I need one) about Desiree, my parrot. So I’m off to do that. Happy writing everyone!