-as silence becomes it- 

Regarding the element of space—

its                    notation                     as

lineage                    between                    two

daughters of the staves——      Distinct

at its face, defining  

that which arrives at the pause of its line——    Is piano born.

Stubby-fingered at the sheet music's side——  The flat

side of the key—

cigarette to the mouth in a study of silence exploring its smoke.

Here's sound as foundation. 
But its formula lies in spatial equations— 

Invocations 

at the edge of breath——   Benedictions closing at the face 

of the elements around it.

(The instrument probing its borders gives birth to the movement

as happens across the abstract nature in the space of falling, 
and in this experience is found the bloodline of spacial existence.)

It took six beats to the measure from note to note. 

It took ten seconds from the 93^rd floor.

                                                                 for Morton Feldman

                                                                (Variations (1951) for piano)