under our tarmac brick and mostly clay
fungi wires seeping pipes measured light
soil thru shoes thru brain in sky
capital entropy underneath
enzymes unshared
instead of leaves stretching sun gathering water together.
so some days
is it the weather my fingers feel like dying
material ceasing to cycle
nutrients not flowing
Category: sustainability
been zine
slashing story of coconut hacks palm
hectares in forced labor
hydrocarbon driversupplying chains
ships trains hauling boiling
filtering through human sweat skin
incense sacred st our hope
daphnia magna culex pipiens tubifex rivulorum lymnaea vulgaris rana cyanophlyctis cirrhina mrigala back river
sky of how many billion billion moons
all free clear sweet blue cell in almost empty everyplace
up from cabin branch
north of schooners wooden freighters concrete steamers sidewheel barges
violets arbutus honeysuckle pansies chinquapin berries
poplar popland elm elmtree cedar ceddox
twenty eight shades of red orange brick towering
walking back into matrix of soil
rooted revolution
seenthrutelescope
my mere embroidering
would be thread around and around inside the square
spiraling
starts meeting ends
absorbing spring
counting air keep spitting
some never leave mothers ocean
others breathe
three hundred ten million
more to share than
condolences
did you say
“and there was never a respite from the battle”
bringing my transchild
to meet your son
positional asphyxiation
usha sings our racist war
is neuro cardio muscular toxic fatal without antidote for the attacked
from armored pits of batons and spray
here in theater we share the suffocation terror
of being stepped sat kneeled on after beaten
at a slower dosage
closeup see
frackgas exploding under postpunk tunnelcore
whirlybirds would jam away
give us your liquid when you must die
you take your sleep
one 800 cellular violence
oxygen honeycombs
human estuary of gas exchange
cytoplasmic veils gently vibrating
air and carbon glide through
macrophagia angle toward contagion
so we on the edge like reeds in the salty mud
breath air and music for
every second song of the universe
open work
digits in constant motion
music of work
dna of build
we hold the freedom tools
red sticks in a swamp with sea snails
a steel vessel of army trucks
dieselsteamturbining into coastal marsh
attracting limpets alarmed now exploding
sinks into defoliated biome