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i concentrate on the doorway; nothing
moves thru it . . .
nothing comes and nothing goes
nothing really happens
i move towards the ominous black portal
i touch it; it does not have texture.
i notice for the first time, with horror,
that it has no form either!am mad, i, now

with disgust and also i feel mol – ec – u – lar
c o n s c i o u s n e s s

i
am alone
among so many

softly something emerges
allhumanlifeinoneflesh
the orifice swells, skin surrounding stretching
eyelids peel for cucumber cornea filthy fear
bones bend and joints jerk and muscles minuet
belly bursts and sex shrivels and head’s hot
teeth grind moaning sweating tongue while
intestines knot and vessels entangle
steps back snrut and
esc

(among so many
are alone
you)