And I want to say that the heart hangs there at the end of things

wavering a little a bit unsteady this vessel this hotel for transients

this lodge that takes the shape of a wasp’s nest paper and swaying

and I want to say hey listen to this my body is a tree full of branchings

full of venom hum and sting full of wild creatures hunger leaves

and leavings hey listen I say hold that soft nautilus ear just so

and you can hear this colony collapse all the tiny dyings can hear

this …