Escher, and another poem

'Relativity'

"Escher, and some lessons"

                                             II
If you see, why axes teem with asphodels  & the one sack-slung
  (real to itself) who likes traversing keystone doors
      to go where no one knows,
        can plant anything,

presumably on the rise! nicely real (& all that are needed are-
  promenade lamps), you'll make it up, rail by rail
    For all its seeming felt and lined
      nothing's abstract

here! as of now but slack with a dangerous sun, niched, too!-
  very interchangeable commerce of urns, satchels
    Shit or get off the pot! or jump-
      or step cloud-light

as a lie from one landing  or small-squared room to the next
  across Space This seeing down's a face (of mine)
    and then There! now made privy
      to the truth of up

-what else!- the back of her head & all there is of Love. Euphoric
    or just an idea But a parenthesis more, please:
      this controvertible (Love, say!)
        is all there is

Escher, and a poem

'Relativity'

"on viewing Escher, closely"

                                        I

who knows what else!  an angle can arc to a point of resting

-'long the sigmoid post- (I'm unsure how to think

    through it)  Tell stairs from the seas?

     There! god cares less

and as if known and felt  the fall enshrined   in me (dizzy

  say by getting up too fast!), hearts that tilt

   from out a preDali world go hard

        for the Tree, too 

Closely un-said til it's viewable or neatly untied  for me &

  the way a repast always  looks, irreversible:

    for Time's not round but in a most

      rampant whorl of all,

          

closed there where you clomb apace Can't tell tiers anymore?

  Make way, lead or just fall in edging it! ( a mov-

    ing V in the boss light of a trick)

      Eye rhymes with sky

and so forces from out of you always the inward you must

   flag a step at a time