misery sounds 
like
   friends unfeeling
just ma(y))de( walk
without
one another
or  you.

utter silent words
swept off pages
  so many dimensions unfurl
  upon timeless stages

once quantified
into suchness
  of defined form
  attached to integers divided

normal deviations
from zero length departures
leave meaning
on pages
where

we see the book of life
once yours
now mine
then hours
pass

frivolity punctuated
bursting
pleasures'

waiting so long
that sensual sliding
over
transfixed

smile
and let me love
you out of me.

letting letters run
through grammar
tentatively grasped
heads off
collapsed

spaces unravel
descriptions' neat of pins
driven into noise
split syllables

settled statements
seconds held
before consciousness.

from the gandavyuha:
When it is said that phenomena exist, each one is inherently empty;
when it is said that phenomena do not exist, that does not destroy appearances.
Therefore the absolute and the mundane, existence and nonexistence, completely change into each other and embellish each other. Since the totality, individuality, sameness, difference, integration, and disintegration of all phenomena simultaneously revolve around each other in an interrelated array, this is called the method of arrays of revolving letters.