now
more
than
ever
i am full of blood and bones
drilled teeth
in
a
archaeologists skull
and a mystery brain
but theres more
of
course
there
is
more
i am what my hands touch
i am what my hands change - aching and grinding
cantilever cranes
wave and direct
five digit flippers
to
shape
a
life
from fucktowns hard clay
i sum up this life
for
reassurance
not here not now
but
during the flat light of afternoons
i
list
and
bullet point
activities / achievements / geographical location
and
the
journey
that
delivered
my
soft flesh here
drinking coffee
and
listening to jazz
at
9.43
wednesday morning
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