April 11

 Take Me to the Microscopic River

1

AI slop farms cranking out content. 

Crow parts skittering across the floor.

 Seahorse swimming in a sea of glue. 

Echos writhing in the corners. 

Piltdown particles multiplying, expanding. 

A microscopic store selling microscopic 

Merchandise in a microscopic strip mall.

2

I don’t hear your body, just your blood

 spreading its gossip.

There are wheels turning in your hands. 

Your fingers sprout hooks and loops 

to help grip each other. Your eyes 

are blank sheets of metal. 

Your mouth is the word mouth

written in lipstick across 

your featureless face.

 

3

Every pleasure becomes a pain 

if it goes on for too long.

What was the longest orgasm 

you ever experienced? The most intense?

The most surprising, the most complicated? 

The most disappointing?

What happened when you emerged

from that tunnel of bliss? Was there 

or was there not

a sudden chill in the air?

4

Bones grown so heavy

they tear through your skin

Plastic filling every cell

Clogging every pore

5

Buoyancy, fluency, despair.

Arrogance, eloquence, bondage. 

We were all on edge

We were all so scared 

The wheels in your hands stopped turning

And your blood stopped its gossip

So I could finally hear your body

Even though it was so minuscule 

I couldn’t see it 

It was whispering

“Break me”

it was saying

“Hold me under”

And then, eventually,

it was screaming