1.
While lying down,
I transpire towards depth;
vaporous heat burrowing downwards,
sinking through strata.
I give in to gravity,
refuse the aspirations of the sun.
I let my organs widen.
Eyes open,
I dream of
sands, soils, salts;
magnetic magma.
My thoughts
funnel through these sediments:
aether in earth.
Lie down and listen.
Are you in my head?
I think I'm in yours.
2. While walking,
I imagine lying down
blood not pulsing but spreading from head to foot
collecting in the veins along my back, the front of my body pale and remote.
There is no floor against the soles of my feet,
but shoulder blades and sacrum
back of thighs, calves and heels
touch this supine surface;
held up,
they open outwards.
What does flatness do to the functionality of the organs?
what if I did not stand but lay prone against the crevices and rocky pillows of the land;
its topography determining my alignment?
While lying down,
thoughts stray;
desires dissipate.
3.
From cerebellum to sacrum
the electric cord
warms the ground under me.
my bed is a microcosm of hilly prairies
rocking waves of an endless ocean body.
my electrical system peeks beyond its nerve endings.
Giving in to gravity
the electricity of me
collects into glittering pools
along my spine,
shoots downwards like upside-down lightning
looking for the negative charge.
4.
cerebellum
level with
scapula
level with
sacrum
level with
calf muscle
level with
heel bone.
