a nexus of nerve-endings,–


a never-ending, + ceasing-too-soon

display of our skin’s ec/static circuitry ::


your limbs, illumined, plug into mine.

[i’ve never known these nodes to glow so bright.]


im/pulses flash in energ/etic hues

as my wires entangle [+ enter] you.



in the beginning

was the word.


a mute note:

void; unheard.


it ascended the throat

(that choked-up aisle)


to the mouth, baptised

in a pulpit of spit and enamel.


syllables strained at the pews of the teeth,–

congregating in phrases and aching to speak.


the tongue is an altar.

it alters my sermon-song.


my words dissolve

before i have begun