Dot

1935 –

Unicellular sac pressed 
fingertips,

two dots, a me 
row--or a herow? a meandering 
red moist

blastospore, a multicellular 
dot-filled wall, 
lubricious prefiguration of Hermes
who swings with

heat of the amoeba need
soldered to sprout

desire, an earthworm psyche 
spiderline, tunneling on the leash of the 
to-be-peristaltic

boundary seeking

something to curve 
about, zigzag, 
bear claw hut rain, 
diagrammatic boogie-woogie of Hermes
flowing in the boundary catastrophe 
when the animal was separated out

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Dot,  doorbell
Summoning Hades through stone.

Patters, paters, Apollo globes, sound breaking up with silence, coals I can still hear, entanglement of sense pools, the way a cave might leak perfume-- in the Cro-Magnons went, along its wet hide walls, as if a flower in, way in, drew their leggy panspermatic bodies, spidering over bottomless hunches, groping toward Persephone's fate: to be quicksanded by the fungus pulp of Hades' purple hair exploding in their brains. They poured their foreheads into the coals and corrals zigzagged about in the night air-- the animals led in crossed a massive vulva incised before

bundled by Tuc's tight jagged corridors, flocks of white stone tits, their milk in long stone nipply drips, frozen over the underground Volp in which the enormous guardian eel, now unknown, lies coiled--

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