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