muscle can dance, tick, tick,
can shift up down point

toes. can in sensate though
deeply tired, knowing it

where the skin breaks a
bruise to surface spreading

something hurts / let go / you
say "intensely" a freedom

the mouth opens, ticks
wrists like crickets / i say

much too heavy for this
thin frame. a frequency

muscle through fat, blood
through epidermis, is a

feeling, i like it, is a city
she said, opening her mouth

now thrusting hands back
mimicking wings now

one shoulder leads, chin
points up one sky; polish

with palms / vocally
he tells portends what

might come. to keep this
rigor from setting in