: the toasty

relax your shoulders, jaws, and eyebrows

you will be prescribed a dosage of time during

which your life parts can communicate cell to cell in silent language.

this is the hum of an animal healing itself

and if a drug can do it faster it will only make the conversation harder to follow.

while we unspeak and i look you straight in the eyes i can tell you are uncomfortable.

your opsin warned me, 'look out for -

the d i s c o nn ec t !! ! !' when suddenly black holes stole the colorful specks

right out of your eyes!

so now i cant get in -

i can only fire stare

until you dart away and busy yourself with someone else's art

no damage is permanent,

even teenage angst ameliorated! and that must stand for something if

we are only present people with pupils and proteins and a plan to play harder next time.

: also,

fragility

is not exclusive!

: this

we are animals

hormonal and needy

confused and greedy

battling the elements while

shivering beneath lost layers, emerging and retracting then emerging again

- let us sweat

and sob

and hurt and play - abuse, misuse, ruin and repair

but always assume, infer, and deny!

take and take and take and then toss.

believe we can and will create

and then think until thought turns sour at the tap of a button - so

what if we lost it all overnight?

would we, we would wake up to a similar morning - the same sun, sweat and snow

where nothing and everything has changed.