charlie stirs, staring
as his half-and-half swirled into shapes of faces
glued to numbers that his alma mater
eschewed as numeric voodoo useless to the axis
of any self-respecting algebra.
Inside, creatextures come alive and
regard their names as new geometric
selves; they shift
from alphabet shadows
landscapes twist from visibility
outwards to invisible
reciprocally. Since
habitats are built for letterbeasts
on enchanted phoneme fields,
amongst the algabraeic
concrete skyscape; some numbers
have fled for chaos in a gridless
existence. Down past elipses canyon
several stray numerals twiddle
digits toward warmth against
the caress of the fractal flames
,embered breaths skip across
charlie’s coffee, altering the
topographies of his newest numeric visions
via: