MUTATING

Today, you mutate.

Once, you plucked volumes; once, you harvested notes; once, you hedged. Now, you engage; you bare your arms, and volunteer probings and wrenchings.

You aim for a furrow's base. With a multi-mechanical in your arms - at your chest - you leap.

You fall.

You implant.

You unself yourself. Your roots connect off-center. You heat colors.

CAUSING

Today, you welcome Memory. Instead of the usual argument - you sit together as friends.

Side by side, with a light meeting of frames, the two of you turn the leaves in your single, landscape lap. One of you calls the recent past; the other opens to the distant.

In a meeting - now heavily populated - all are allowed to speak.

In the end, you all agree: causes and effects have shaped the present; therefore, the future will be a more lively affair.

SOUNDING

Today, your organ-electric rustles for a hearing. Your single arch hollows half.

Conveyances slip up the sides of your amplitudes, and peak for release. Treble's sounding calls for bass's drum.

To a Listening, you promise a rhythmic kiss - a whispering - a humming in the dark.

DYING

Today, you notice your ingrown irony
- living tissue epitomized by matter of death.

...It goldens, then silvers your head;
it pearls your fingers;
it points your toes.

Death crowns all ends of you.