First line of Lisa Robertson’s Boat:
Day o pens
That spacing reminds me of one of the topics of Robertson’s Nilling (The Story of O). There Robertson opens:
I open the codex; with skirty murmur, commodiousness arrives.
And a few paragraphs later, Robertson continues:
By commodious I mean: This object furnishes hospitable circumstances for entering and tarrying […]
And I find myself thinking: O pens an o penning.
And so for day 3098