Here we are.
Try to stay in your body, the story is just at your fingers.
Can you pick it up and bring it to your lips?
Embrace the shapes of the letters and hold them in your mouth.
You might feel vertigo, a racing heart-rate. That’s ok!
Sometimes can feel calcified on the spot!
You glimpse yourself in the mirror and turn to sand. An ant hill. Stay there!
Travel your nodes and cavities:
You can be inside a waterfall, bludgeoned by water and white noise!
Or at the bottom of a bouncy ball house, under waves of children!
Or you’re trying to leave busy subway station, annoyed by commuters clipping
your shoulders.
You are an exoskeleton of nerves in the electric unknown, I see you!
Standing headless in the bathtub, a leather belt in your jaws, wooden spoon in one
hand, the jittering world spins in the palm of the other!
A speaking machine, reincarnated , a plastinated nervous systems.
A darling of the courts, you model dimension to diagrams!
You are a fully scalable schematic overlay!
Remember - before - it was always prisoners, dispossessed and purchased. But we don’t worry about that now!
No begging for Skullcap or Xanax to reverse your skeins of fire! We are done with fleshy cavities full of bones!
