Attempt At A Grid

I see things from very high up (context:
The 21st floor).

What compositions are the atoms of my thought?

The interlacing of the streets,
Protrusions and erections rising stone
Are basic, then in distance, hills
And sky. This is the world
Through the window of the soul.

What moves or what coagulates below?

The cars pervade the streets, and people
Cross the walks. Which
Is part of which –
What parts does movement presuppose?

The blinker on the left precedes the lean
That glides or lurches – this is the intention
Of the beast, which slows
To watch how the pedestrian, ambling,
Goes.