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Grey furred cock-a-roaches
in the sun gnawing
crunch, a web of vertebrae
the bark in rough rivulets
around a woman's waist
many radiant shells encircle
the base of roots
let the daylight eat the daylight

There was a time when I watched it all starve
from deep within, now bring the little gluttons
I've planed bench after bench
to perch selves by riversides
and watch their senses twitch
the nostrils of squirrels
in claw gloves, agility in all directions
the churches were built by flesh
shed the skin that wouldn't wait and listen
let the moon that rips on stainglass
in the center of all mammal
answer the questionless.