I'm suspended somewhere deep
in a moderately huge machine,
with too many arms & legs, too many

orifices enwrapping too
many fingertips. My core
pulled out like a frog's scalpelled
spine.

And I leave again & again
until my leaving sticks
and my staying replaces my center in

a gathering of slim-toothed goats,
over & out, 2 big bears & a jumpsuit
drawing too much
cartoon heat
for the silence of all beauty
to manhandle.