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She had a face like a rotifer

These fluctuations
Manifest
It’s uncertainty
                                    Yeah
A twitch in the eye
Now I think I
Why I was never in control
                                    Yeah
Arising inescapably
A bunch of dots
In little groups
                                    Yeah
On a piece of paper
That’s all we are to them
All we are to them
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
We might be
Something else
Something somewhere else
                                    Yeah
You’re more here
& I’m more there
It’s who we are
                                    Yeah
We might be
Something else
Something somewhere else
                                    Yeah
You’re more here
& I’m more there
It’s who we are
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
Why it happens to me
Why it doesn’t happen
To you
                                    Yeah
She had a face like a rotifer
Wanted to be the first in line
Didn’t care what she was waiting for
                                    Yeah
She saw her name at the top of the list
She saw those numbers to the sky
But nobody came
                                    Yeah
Nobody came
She had a face like a rotifer
Looking back at me oh
                                    Yeah
Something broke under her heel
The timeline stopped an infinite
Of filaments fell out of her purse
                                    Yeah
Like intestines would
Or chiral liquid crystal marbles
We suck off in sequence
                                    Yeah
In a circle off the floor



38 ppm

Closterium
                     moniliferum

Barlite spinnin’
                             spittin out Ca+

Like you don’t
                           give a fuck

You’re systemic—
                               a vibration

In the terminal
                              vacuole all Brownian

In your molecular
                                 bombardment

The handshake

There’s nothing else
                                        I’d rather do
          You and me
      let’s take a stroll
down to
                     where the waters
        meet the sand
                                            As we go
                                                              hand in hand
                     to the man
  The Longhaired man


               there he is
                                           all glowing
                                               hunched over a giant
                     starfish
A prisoner
                      It could be done
     Any  way
                                        How would you want it

How would you do it

                  If you could
                                                    redo everything
                                                 How would you do it

                             With his ass up
                                  In the air


                               Fisting Jesus