the stretched out
to never look at feet
in the same
“evening” dim lifts
the crakly feet of sum
animate animals
straighten backs o r
Spokey bike crush,
portlandly scuffed up leg.
electric track – esplanade
St. John’s Bridgely.
Christ Biota
scaling petals
that to some may seem
indicated.

II.
it’s not the indication
when fun reasonnaire
coordinates speculate
precisely, ineluctable
v unelected.
this piece of hell
transponsive respirator
of hymn. the this is what
you mean all up there
in the sky, technologized
and so its inverted.

Plato’s intense intestines,
stomach, kidney, spleen.
Plato’s collapsing lungs,
clogging arteries
dance in hools within
his own skull. Praise
be, where all the after
rise up and ideal types
of assholes scribble
but the ink’s invisible
over here in the opposite sky.

III.
Puffy.
The State of Plato’s Body.
Bloody.
boys come back from wars
cut in half for
IV.
If two-thirds of the body is water,
then we are mostly piss, blod and shit
mixed up n stuff.
Was Socrates Epileptic?
Insert a big word here

or remember You.
You reflect
off the stars with shiny
shields listening
You encase nothing
these thousandfold
tentacles or incandescent feathers
no, it’s mixed so it’s interconnected –
that’s the thing about Wind You
understand.

V.
The best argument against atheism
is Oscar. named, present, articulated,
intersubjective, transsubjective,
interstitial, visceral, “no human power,”
pretty little polis
splits into empire.
Look with
is no.
not from crushing,
You blasted one.
No neurology
instantiates this wildeyed

latenight animal run.