S: What do we bring forward?
T: What can we reach for?
S: Is it a what or a when or a need?
T: Is this all of it or is there more, so?
S: I like to know, that there’s always more…
T: Is the seperation permanent?
S: Can we know how distinct these can remain?
T: How do we value the reorganisation without co-ordination?
S: Is it ever about identity or can we move on before we know how it really feels?
T: Do new orientations need the flavour of the old ones or not?
S: Are there rules that work in every context?
T: How can we live the context and apraise it less?
S: Living in the present used to work more…
T: Stillness and slowly moving to the centre of things
S: When momentum smells different with each gesture…
T: Entangled in string connection
S: We might look to share different spaces differently
T: Rubbing against the jagged edge
S: I gotta get me some of that action
T: Still against the kinetic hum
S: Find flow with letting go
T: Rupture animates
S: Rupture Awakes
T: Rupture is real
S: At what point does rupture become something else?
T: At what point do we know?
S: Why do we care?
T: What’s gained?
S: Why do I emulate certain artists?
T: Is this a poem about rupture?