between actions i can be found frozen on a chair
often with an expression of surprise on my face
as i gaze downward and discover topiary where none was expected
immobilized in this way, my thoughts become recursive
these recursive thoughts travel about
the climate in my skull
sometimes i subject them to solidification operations
but mostly, i look at the topiary
and dream about rearrangements
and alternate topologies
sometimes i reach for a tool
but mostly, i am just surprised.