i cannot tell
what X-ray diffraction
or acid dissolution
say about the mineral
composition of your body.
cut up, science
shovels an eye & a tooth
into airtight ziplocs.
broken earth, you are
a strange specimen.
i see you bathed
in red & i imagine
pushing my fingers
deep into the night
of your abdomen,
to find every lost
root of every felled
tree pulsating.
a pause
i breathe & pull your guts out
with each exhalation…
you erode
into the dust of time.
red earth
that is the blood
that is the bread
that is red bauxite ore of the Riau.
i want to crawl
back into your womb
& sleep
in that steeped bed.