Let's think about flip flop
Frog attempts to leave his pool
His ungainly legs bow
Now out from him
Like his knees have multiple bends
at their own will and volition

So then attempting as a youth
To go farther with Blue flippers
We replicate this experience
Please Do Not Run

You leave and
Vice verse

My blood type

gray tubey blobs
like penis fish
a forest of them
intertwined like fingers

& encased
by my hourglass face

Imagine the layers of skin
How they must stretch infinitely back

Millions of levels to this sponge
An eternity of depth
So I picture a skinning.
It's hard to cknceptualize a scrape and
How could all those layers give to cement, They never end
And yet
  This?
this is proof

It's all one!
A map from a film
Many many dots all connected with
a unit line
Tracing it all the time
Sometimes is exhausting
The people in the st all fall from it
Unanimously they all know one
person in common

It's too much energy to be
profound any longer
Just going on by

All the cameras turn and look
Away
There's baby powder on the floor
For all six generations of dancers