Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Walk with Me

When I was disarticulated
lock, stem, melon, scatter-
chattering. raving. all my
pieces thrown. pieces.
i used to recognize those--
bits of body-stuff what's this
i found that moves at
volition? mine/other? t
he sound is metalic so i
found a magnet. in dark.
 pieces back to being part.


 Coalesce now. I'll set FIRE.
I'll consume.

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