boxes of book
and television
and face
as face
to equal grey
touch on
jovial me
and outline leaf and branch
on the cloud purple
stereobouncing
a renunciation
of human man
dissolved into rain.  

i am goo
and strapping, rigid tendon
as mud to mud
to mud and midday musk

as sand
on the long river
of beatific love
i am taught
how to howl
and when to look deeply;
i am blessed
because i am here.