Ties that bind,

gentle persuasion,

focus oversight,

let's sneak a peak.

Through the window,

do we dare?

seeing what is in there,

to be found out.

So, let's say that,

the punch line is,

that every smooth,

surface is just a preview.

Let's tell the joke,

at the comedy club,

but there is no sound,

just slow movement.

I move that we,

sneak a peak,

through that window,

what could be the harm?

It splays out in every,

direction except here,

going to explore in,

every direction.

Resistance is the,

name of the game,

fan out like every yesterday,

until the slow move prevails.

It's knot about,

what is there,

but everything,

that is not there.