• Muscles, skin, bones, nerves.
    Pulsing, bulging, aching, moving.
    Do away with flesh and curves.
    Underneath lies something living.

    More than traces, more than blood.
    More than everything opaque,
    Lies the life of fuse and flood,
    Lies a world with none at stake.

    No such tense, not a force,
    Nothing causing anymore.
    No more ill, no more source.
    No more work to make you sore.

    All the lines and all the weight,
    Lost when all is one moment.
    Through the air we flow not straight.
    No push, no need to be sent.

    With, by, pass, under,
    Float together, drift asunder,
    No way to trip, or even blunder,
    Never jump at the crack of thunder.