I cannot think of anything to think about nI search the folds of my brainnI stretch myself towards my destinationnWe ate roots and satnI traced pitter-patterns in the grass nnSee where the wind blows me nSee where the earth throws menSee where the fire draws menSee where the water calls me nnWe ate roots and satnI traced pitter-patterns in the grass nWe ate roots and satnBeneath the tree-twists and the gas nnYou watched me go insanen(They chased me down, they ate my insides out)nAnd you loved me just the samenAnd only I can tamen(They are burying me now, there is dirt in/on/about/around my dead mouth)nThe growing beasts in my brainnnIs this normal?nWhere does this animal begin?nIs this normal?nWhat’s this running through my skin?nnWe ate roots and satnI traced pitter-patterns in the grassnWe ate roots and satnBeneath the tree-twists and the gasnnI melted and nWatched your mouth movingn