1.
expose myself
with belly
and trust
eyes on the crystal
skin, tongue
on the crystal screen
saliva, swallow minerals
2.
worming, I open your eye
lobe on the screen, zoom in and kiss it
stroke my tongue hard like a clit suck
the cellphone whole in my mouth a
Korean heart, red light neon.
throat cancer is how much I miss you
thyroid deficiency is how much I miss you
nervous system disorder is how much I miss you
so much contact with the outside world.
I expose myself. You say you haven't been sleeping
well. These days
3.
my mind wanders
I read my memories out loud
for all I care my thumb keeps on scrolling
a picture of printed matter on a cellphone screen
centerfold slits my gut in two
my bellybutton is left pointless
on the left page
on the right page
my right hand is severed, still
it will not let that cellphone fall
on the wooden floor my
naked feet, big as usual
so many poems glitter.
4.
I read a story about how the Earth lost the Moon
it travels lonely lonely lonely
the universe is such a vast space
darkness falls out there
the Moon's glimmer fades
5.
I look back down to Earth
smallest things
I find my nails are pearl
but my blood remains red.
I guess that means I still feel some
emotion, something to write about
you have been so many people
now you are someone in particular.
fly to Singapore, fly to Schiphol, say you'll wait for me.
6.
flying in the cabin
I am impressed
and believe you in particular
are a creature from a future
Where astrology and cyberspace
have merged to console the pain
and inconstancy of young people
jobless, bodiless, loveless-
a new new age
is necessary.
7.
this is a circular story
I open an app
with 78 cards face down
every day I turn a card face up
and find some minor solace.
someone mistrusts the rite
says if the deck were real it would be meaningful
but not if it's in bits and code.
I tell you this story.
You say a cellphone is one's most personal of items
carried every day, every hour, everywhere.
You say a cellphone is a perfect conductor. Energies
flow between hand and metal.
You say a cellphone is only minerals,
it should be a better medium than a random paper deck.
8.
in the future you've come from
nothing is done without consulting the stars.
I hear you're writing about krill. The similitude is obvious.
9.
I still hold my cellphone throat deep in my mouth. Some
sort of genital inversion
gagging on toxins, drooling on the outskirts of microchips
you have an eye in me.
10.
my belly is doing the rounds.
