A Poem: About Face

Standing face on great gloss plain
in strands, the face, in colored bands of elemental
stranded picture split in color and ended where
the great gloss plane begins

a yawn is split,
your face. Across a plane of transatlantic
yawn is caught and spit on screen
a transatlantic lag is you, about your face
in three seconds, split in picture element
plane’s distance stands in minutes miles split to three
and lagged three seconds split across colored
strands that move a moment’s lag after
your face. About

your face, in the picture split in three,
space winnowed origin, where left is right
time slotted so your now is all at once
and second-handed facing wherewithal:
your face, is about an other
that entered where yours split into
derivative strips of you in elemental
space where one is not but stripped of
whole to be for the other, distanced by plane
a band of stripes three colors and
three seconds lagged from the face
you are really about.