Eye level White wall A nail above the door A gaze A ruler That never starts at zero At the far end of a gaze Disappearing by degrees One degree, two degrees All the lines converge here No one moves Nothing breaks Only distance changes shape At the far end of a gaze I become the vanishing point Table edge Straight lines A room ruled by reason One eye Pure order A face outside the picture Left eye Right eye Parallax Step back Lean in Collapse At the far end of a gaze Disappearing by degrees One degree, two degrees All the lines converge here No one moves Nothing breaks Only distance changes shape At the far end of a gaze I become the vanishing point No one moved No one moved One degree Two degrees Still here Out of view
