Pocket Rotation

I don’t sit in a pocket, I split it and shift it, then build it again while it’s still in rotation I’m writing in layers of logic that lock into motion and multiply thought in formation There isn’t a break in the breath when I step in the frame, I’m ahead of the pace I’m creating So anyone chasing the shape that I’m making is late to the state that I’m… …already placing… I’m running a line in a line in a line, every syllable stacked and aligned in a line with a secondary spine Then I bend it in thirds, let it snap, let it blur, then I catch it and bring it back into an alignment with time There isn’t a lane I can stay in, I break it the second it starts to resemble a sign Then I redesign it in real time and redefine rhythm while holding the whole thing inside I don’t even pause when the structure is shifting, I pivot and layer the weight in the word If it fracture, I gather the scatter and ladder it back to a pattern that never was heard This isn’t a flow… …you can follow… it swallows the moment you think that you’re starting to learn Then returns it reversed so the listener feel like the meaning is moving… …before it’s inferred… Too much in the motion Too much to contain Too much in the focus Too much in the frame Won’t fit in the measure Won’t sit in the lane If it try to hold me… I break it again… Keep it continuous no interruption in thought when I’m entering rhythm, I’m layering sentences infinitely If I cut it, I’m cutting it purposely just to re-enter with more velocity instantly I can stretch it across different pockets and land it precisely without any visible tension Then collapse it to silence for less than a second and come back with double extension …wait… Now I’m back in a pattern that’s faster than anything tracking the grid that you thought you could follow I hollow the pocket and fill it with fragments of patterns that fracture the natural model I don’t even think in a tempo, I think in a pressure that builds and releases on contact So every release feel like impact and every impact got a structure that folds back I can run it in triplets and flip it irregular, land it, then stagger the ending and… …hold… …that… Then snap to a centered alignment and finish the sentence with no loss of focus or rollback It don’t stop …even when it break… It don’t drop …I just re-create… Too much thought …for a single state… So I move …before it’s late… Too much in the motion Too much to contain Too much in the focus Too much in the frame Won’t fit in the measure Won’t sit in the lane If it try to hold me I break it again If it don’t fit… …it wasn’t built for me