Walk

wobbling equators
stippled with queenly bees
in the leaf green light
pathogens and spermatozoa

fractal rabbits, weeds
to seeds: all that’s made is
in the making, thumbed index
to the book of life

every fold, every crevasse
swollen with ripeness
even the crossing signals
seem to urge us lovingly

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