i breathe one breath at a time each inhalation linked to the exhalation before it yet every breath stands alone there's something tenuous about it this soft machine is on thin ice devoured by time in innocent increments like a moth nibbles away wool
my heart little gorilla wearing itself out rubber glove with a hole in it weird luck
my eyes are bright solar blue ball lanterns
if you saw me you would say good bones river of envy
yet all hinges on a muscular rhythmic pulsating machine like a determined jaw chewing jumpy mouth
yet on the verge of betrayal a glitch karmic indecision in destinies wheel house a red fist locus banging
ones immense sense of self a vainglorious elaboration built over a small pulsating muscle innocuous
dumb blood flesh knot drumming scarlet tribe throne of my very soul great sovereign old man in a crib splitting open of its own accord a sudden rip from life to a dead sea eternity the final frontier