rethinking structure

1/17/2024 why does the MRI tube surface have texture, shouldn't it be smooth?

A Cosmists’ slogan: “Dead of the world, unite!” 
Con/Jur/d, 1/17/2024

All day, the nose has been blocked and unblocked
thinking on this morning's MRI appointment, the fumbling
to get blood, and then the addition to add contrast
as if our flesh, and the poor aural machinations 
                                                                   (we use primarily
for mating, preening) weren’t enough of an incongruity, a poor code
                                          running over, through, under
                                             our
                                                   branching
                                             intersecting
                                                              gates
                                                  channels

animating these temporary suits
                                             the magnetic resonance images
                                                                  materialist equivalence
                                      the boy who says, “The emperor is naked!”
                               having seen the in-between (we’ve been pretending
to be solid) between the lung heart and spleen
                                                               the near infinite space of marrow
and our sweet meats, lie
                                        these stars and galaxies
gravity waves, entanglements between every freaking, previously indivisible
            element, atom, particle

                         and we think it’s forever

                                  maybe what’s pulled over

after the uncalendared, unscheduled 
                                      cosmic intervention
                                      (is
) eternal

and we’ll meet there
                        organize, sit down

talk without showing our flashy feathers

say, “Snow” and laughing

you’ll say “Irises by the bottle fragments in the melt water with the promise of summer”

organized, at last.

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 1/17/2024