i said to myself there are three people i no longer

need to please; they cannot be pleased; and i named them; one-two-three

i felt vortex in the navel, whirlpool, and i decided to release them

to release my ideas of pleasing them            at that moment

of release a hawk flew across the open sky

the shape of the sky like a sea in the shape of india

it went from left to right in an upward tangent