to be displaced is
to live outside your
body—moulding itself
a sculpture, fracture, numbness
the acme of things insensate
to be present yet borne
in cyclone of insentience
digging conduits, ghastly
gullies groping marrows
displacement, canon of world
born to spit out your body
to be alive yet borne
in embers of death
evanescing insignia binding
brooding bloodcells
no home hovering your
body—anatomy of void
case study, morticians
melting in marvel
body—chasing itself
into every hole harbouring
the autopsy of things unsettled.