A break in the blood vessel from split bone
like a porcupine quill pierces my ulcerated foot.
Decrepit I walk with wolverines
on the edge of the ice shelf. I neatly stitch
with two threads a cyst containing blood.
In the opposite poles of a cell a shallow alcove,
of the northern Pacific a right whale swims
in a rancid blue stew full of milk salmon
which feed brown bear. I transfuse quantum
in gradients of one minus energy, a closed universe,
foraging death in a another body, mixing with black
blood, I become a carrion beetle, bones outside.
A figure shaped like an inverted heart
stiffly mingling between body blue inuas spirits.
from: Effigies. Copyright 2009.
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