Dilaloo
In the past the muttering leaped
in our coughing & spitting
in the silver throats morning
TRUST IN OUR BONES
Most of the apeforms died there
on the treeless slopes
Dumb animal eyes brought the sickness
>From white time cave frozen in my throat
To hatch in the warm steamlands
spitting songs of new
Scarlet birth in egg flesh
Beyond the path limestone floats down
into a high green savannah
and the grass wind on our genitals
Came to a swamp fed by hotsprings
& mountain ice
and fell in flesh heaps
Sick apes spitting blood laugh
Sound bubbling in throats
torn with the talk sickness
Faces and bodies covered with pusfoam
Animal hair through the purple sex flesh
A sick sound twisted through body
Underwater music bubbling on bloodbed
Human faces tentative flicker
In and out of focus
We waded into the warm mud water
Hair and apeflesh often screaming strips
Stood naked human bodies
Covered with phosphorescent green jelly
Soft tentative flesh cut with ape wounds
Felling other genitals
Fingers & tongues rubbing off the jelly cover
Body melting pleasure sounds
in the warm mud
Till the sun went
The blue wind of silence
Touched human faces & hair
When we came out of the mud
We had names
In the past muttering arctic flowers
Just of frost wind
Bones
And most of the apes still felt
invisible floats
spitting the blood bends
human
our bones out of focus
we dive there treeless
washed the hair in apeflesh
all eyes
ME stood naked human body
caves frozen in my throat
green jelly soft tense flesh
song of new birthed in other genitals
limestone floats cover our bodies
melting in savannah & grass mud
shit and sperm fed hot bodies
till the sun went
the mountain touched
human bubbling throats
we crawled out of the mud
WE, faces & bodies covered
the purple sex flesh
and the sickness leaped into our body
underwater music
bubble
in the silver morning frost
faces tentative flicker
in egg forms
into the war mud & water slopes
cold screaming sickness from white time
covered with phosphorescence
shed in the warm lands
spitting ape wounds
stealing egg flesh
Beyond the past
Tongue rubbing off the jelly arm
High green pleasure sound
Warm on our genitals
Flesh blue wind of silence
Ape spitting sound faces
Through pusfoam
The talking sickness had names
The sound stood naked in the grass
Music bubbling in the blood
exploded flesh from the laughing bones
I AM ALLAH
I MADE YOU
A blue mist filled the well
And shut off our word-breath
Branches in the wind, his knees,
Other mouths against
the green evening sky
And the other did not want to touch me
Because of the white worm thing inside
But no one could refuse
if I wanted and ate the fear
I wanted softness in other men
And some did not eat flesh
And died because they could no live
With the thing inside
I pulled the skin over my head
And I mad another man put on the skin
& horned
And we fucked like the animal
Stuck together
When we found the animal
Stuck together
Then I killed both
So I knew the thing inside me
Will always find animals
To feed my mouth meat
These little games were not new to me
I had exercised for years
In the elaborate jungle gym of my conscience
In nomine pater, kid.
as Jimmy Cannon used to say
I didn't have to begin at the beginning again
I could remember the beginning well enough
And when the beginning really was
I first remember by mother scolding me
For playing with myself
That's what I called the game
When I first began to play it
When I first learned to come
Playing with myself
I did it like this
I am not in my right foot
Good withdraw!
I am not in my left foot
Good withdraw!
I am not in my right leg
Good withdraw!
I am not in my left leg
Good withdraw!
I am not in my trunk
Not even in my heart
Easy does it
Good withdraw!
I am not in my right arm
I am not in my left arm
Good withdraw!
I am not in my face
It hangs like a mask
In the front of my head
Good withdraw!
But I am in my head
Yes, I am in the cage of my head
Where in my head?
Am I that?
NO
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