we ask the questions

However may you be;
you—me and wherever you
sing chips my teeth and licks my naval,
I look when dressing up, underwear crooked,
One arm in my sleeve—“if the earth suddenly stops
I’ll fly 300000 miles per hour into the wall.” I
Deck down to the ground and hold my position. “ the
G-force is sure to kill me.” Panicked I swore out loud no one could hear me.
Time running hot, quick, fast I sought retreat in the bathroom, leaving
Everything but my Dictaphone.
Doorknob moist sponged into my
Dry hands like clay river banks
I open and travel steam-blinded endlessly
To the end of the bottomless.
Gas chamber Irish Spring
To find the living dreaming in
The shower whistling bird-orchestras
With mouth/heart/body/soul.
and wherever you
sing chips my teeth and licks my naval. Lifting in my shoes
smiling leverage carries me
I float unconscious with
blood dancing out from my gums.