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