Inconveniences Rightly Considered

III. The Conversation in the Long and Hot and Winding Receiving Line at the Funeral

  Two quarks collide

  left and Right

  wind goes where it pleases

  you hear their

  hear its

  SOUND

  -- the crash –

  where they come from

  where they go

  no one knows

  even when they thought the great crasher

  would crash them to make more

  they do not know

  they do not know where they go

  or if they can get any smaller

  break them, smash them, crash them

  find out what they is

  I did this as a kid

  with little racing cars made of aluminum,

  tin, and filled a three-foot-deep hole with broken bits of

  tires and plastic windows

  had help from an Italian kid whose mafioso dad told us all

  'That cleaner right there'll take blood right out of carpet.'

  then, bored, moved on

  did not come any closer to learning how to reconstruct a

  model car

  so it is.

  even The Crasher crashes.

  -- sound harmartology collides with pneumatological sounds  --

  and so

  Two quarks collide

  one gives way that the other may

  quantumly entangle with the soul

  of owner,

  either

  on

  or

  off

  or

  both

  Wait, what? Both?

  A third place

  it goes.

  II. The Meal

  (this soup tastes like heaven)

  III. The Conversation

  quarks in an atom strung together

  into one of many proteins

  II. The Meal

  (there's more than the steak available, perhaps you'd prefer almond butter or the spinach soup?)

  III. The Conversation

  spiral downward into

  D

  N

  A

  that compose

  II. The Meal

  (scraps go in the compost)

  III. The Conversation

  an intestinal cell

  in intestinal walls of

  intestinal cells

  each holding 46 chromosomes

  that eat

  that magically turn food to poop

  IV. The Whisper

  "What comes out of a man's

  what makes him turn unclean"

  III. The Conversation

  unlike yet similar to the cat

  and rabbit

  and our gutted childhood Kanga.

  II. The meal

  (pass the sausage?)

  III. The Conversation

  Rotting gut rotting in my gut

  an ache

  a worry

  a compassion powered by

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  go with your gut

  mine and theirs,

  mine in theirs.

  Right?

  Which may be why suffering and dying

  remain my visceral themes

  II. The Meal

  (9 pounds of undigested beef was still inside John Wayne's smaller intestine when he passed)