Here is another ground-breaking cleave from Andrea Barton, 3 poems fusing into one:
bold (right), italics (middle), normal (left) and then the whole cleave.
My Human Brain by Andrea Barton May I direct your attention –here– follow me this way please –I am– here to the right on your left –in– this section you will notice –all– ready for paint are the columns formed by –the– blank canvasses logically situated battalions –quivering– in anticipation of warriors at the –conjunction– of thought and feeling ready for the battle –of– reason vs. intuition there is no room for –love– in our struggle for identity today, only sequence –and– expression caught in the fray and contrapuntal equilibrium of –algebra– or in the poetry of a lush epic. rational thought –and– be careful here on your left –childbirth– the absolute beginning art in its purest form –and– the creation of life a mere moment we are only without –fault- exquisite and blameless.
The Cleave 