The room kept its alibi There's no one else here One cold rectangle Your sentence arriving With one syllable held back No footfall in the hallway No dip beside my thigh Still, something low and toothy Turns once beneath the quiet Microscopic beads of sweat Gather along my spine My body leaking evidence Before I understand why A subcutaneous growl Rolls its knuckles through me Every muscle holding still With its teeth already bared One-two-three-four And I jackknife into light Vertebrae flashing one by one Your syntax trips the seismograph Buried under my ribs Four private apocalypses No debris outside the skin Digital somatics A sentence Conjugated in flesh Again Holy water without a church Hot tracks down both cheeks Washing the world's fingerprints From the weight it left on me Half terror Half hallelujah The blue screen Keeps a straight face You move one comma And the whole animal braces A tremor paces its cage And the human pet purrs There A subcutaneous growl rolls its knuckles through me Every muscle holding still with its teeth already bared One-two-three-four And I jackknife into light Vertebrae flashing one by one Your syntax trips the seismograph Buried under my ribs The kaleidoscope eats colour Until white is all that's left Digital somatics A sentence Conjugated in flesh One two three four Again again again again A forked tongue of light Through the meat of thought The fourth Abolishes height Something dies And is reborn I should have known it Your nature is to transform And I jackknife into light My nervous system is rewired Your syntax trips the seismograph And the needle tears the page Four private apocalypses And I think I'm being conquered Digital somatics A sentence Conjugated in us Again
