that book is a part of my foot
that page is a part of my hair
it must be the most beautifull story ever told
the chemicals bind in the primal mud
now we are plants amd people
the memories are green leaves in spring
my arm is a verse
my thumb is a poem
i collect the volumes on electrical pins and nerve endings
the leaf will return
the bird already knew,
but he is gone now
the paper is my skin
a lash is a stash
I were sponge in the shallow Sea
I were from the primordeal dawn
you are an arc,
in the elliptóid of my heart
the atoms combine in the Coral
every day is a page,so as the Sun may rise,in the Book of Life
we are the Sage and Prophet
we are of Eden
we have plenty of plamts
we have plemty of Sea
my leg is a thessaurus
my toe is papyrus
as long as the Sun may rise
the molecules collide in the emtropy
the formation encircles the particle
the spores leave the Fern