a different sort of cells
i'm metastasizing
a cluttered profusion
of blundering paint
richly glowing veneer      (
                                                        the stars were saying just yesterday
                                                        ****** gnireviuq fo ! arrows tneluproc
             they gangled hard onto the
dense particular knowledge of the crisp earth
)              this was also never
      but always
                              or should so i say:
          dreamy steam
                                      puff of unquenchable haste

               time goes wiggling
                                                riggling
               some ecstatic worms
                   in our soil bedded flesh
we soon marry
in prim and loveless clambering