ideation
she was porous in talking;
each word a higgs particle,
slipping around heavy ideas.
a thing may have several causes;
summing in a synapse.
like neuronal communication,
we are a sum of science & theory.
doubt not the world is a construct of faith,
or you will be caged by your own perception;
another dead cat in an invisible box.

We release our teeth, satiated insects,
blood swollen stomachs
translucent, truculent.
Our words peel away like bark;
Those birches
(from Japanese prints)
were first from nature
and so were we.
Artists names translate
into windows
commandments to seek
their work in life
but our compound eyes are glassed,
and our jaws yet drip.