You ask me where I stand.
What you mean (as I understand) is:
where do you base your conclusions,
where do you base this self from which these conclusions come?
I stand on shifting sands.
Let me clarify: the movement isn’t earthquaking or tectonic
nor even jarring-shaking or chronically unsettling;
rather it is and has always been
a constant flow of seething grains that gather momentum
and then come in hordes towards a single destination
and then en masse flee from where they just arrived
and then find a new space to occupy.
So I dance, and try to have my stance flow
with these infinite strands of pulverized land.
