Natural Shocks

natural shocks

indignities of the body,

leaks and runs

and crusts,

shameful, smelly fissures, 

wheezes --

this is just

another fiery engine

that clicks and steams 

and rusts,

a clock that's sprung,

a race not won,

an hourglass of dust.

Sing the Bones

Sing the Bones



I am losing all my bones,
Loosing self and stance,

Heaping like kindling,
Losing all my bones.

Put me to the fire,
Sing me bone by bone:

Croon incus, phalanx,
Pelvis, rib and stapes.

Hum humerus, hum lacrimal
Chant deepest femur note.