Fangs, leeched into the back of neck:
purple, dark purple flowing through me:
I am a smooth whale, giant, alive.
Eyes the span of the universe, wrapping it.
I am devoured, across my rippling expanse
by tigers, leaflets, insects,
reindeer of lavender, swaying chestnuts,
spices, sicknesses, sizzling waters;
I am pouring blood;
I am walking in every garden on Earth;
All is in me, of me, around me, lashing into
I am sitting quietly,
my chest an entangled mycelium, warm and moist
Roaring into the quiet ocean,
I am endless.