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.