Gestures over time overlap
in the brain, and stack
films of stills, dark where repeated, faded where not.
I've lost yoursevery one of your motions has merged with everyone's.
You're gone. Finally.
A left shirt pocket opens
as someone leans forward. Now it
gapes. A thumb and four fingers together indicate (self? pen? heart?)
and the wrist blurs ... It's making your point, arcing out.