Hand, or the absence of hand
left for others to find,
this curve femur¹s, ear¹s,
palm¹s that curved before
the numbers, the hands, the light
that hold it now. Now, let the hands,
this light that hold it now
unfold, depart as virga,
touch wither to impending,
held by leave in approach forever.
Now let this reach¹s incompletion
stand for the space where the absence
of hand can stand for hand,
for word, for light, for stone.