The difficulty of abandon the bodies & recommit myself to the pursuit of the rations chain
from affirmative feelings
or strong awareness or animal need for a sun
words scatter like vibrate like a tuning fork like a compass needle pinned down
the reform increasing intolerant
when we think of the prayer machine guarantees the obsolescence of
i lived in a world of kudzu and algae and bioluminescence
anchors & orients, the complications of static, warm objects that persist
after this version of the world
I am blinded by a concentration of light bright, pink, blinding
stained by the how the mistakes we made saving earth
annihilated it demon maker birdsong with slingshots