• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 07
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Orange-gold will always glare
out of wreckage, determined
to thrust itself underground,
back to the womb however much
transformation had been worked.
Humans choose living quarters…
clean empty space to fill with presence,
furniture, clutter for/from living.
Décor attaches to space, selves…
stuffing shelves, counters, sofas, years;
house-keeping intervenes.
Life counter-attacks in seasons
until flesh flounders, bones ache,
proportions lose themselves
in overwhelming mountains.