The arching beast - limb - vulva singing
Upside-down and backwards
The map of mighty tunnels
The seat of the neck-wrist office
Repairs made to the perfect
Golden filth expelled at roadside
The seam that splits us lengthwise
The slit in the secret stump is saying
What is considered living
The thinking flesh is bending
The invisible keeps blaring
The hit-list is a role call
The lamb grooms the viper
The whistle of the meadow
A hand thrust in a hole
Spawning in the wind
What the trees know is no-one's business
Hungry for colored tablets
The ledger is in the bunker
A single name and a single figure
Braid it with a ribbon
Powder it with ashes
Cleave it with a garden spade
Tell it on the radio
Gasp and sigh and snore and sneeze
Cough and laugh and burp and wheeze
The blueprints fashing in your dreams
Egg grain exploding seed
The cleft brain the wide away
The local disaster update
A jahr of coins a bag of rocks
A family portrait in a wallet
If songs are what you keep
And sitting up is how you sleep in motion
Having been the one to come undone
And do things wrong for the right world