I Merge With the Lives of Cells

A Narrative Poem

I float on a warm current
rising from feet to knees
to diaphragm to lungs
to throat and up through
head and brain and up
and up
and out
and
into the air
and now I look down
lovingly upon this
wondrous event
this live and mysterious
phenomenon that can
both walk and talk and think
and dream
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

Stumbling, late one
summer’s day
upon and triggering
the blond little geyser
of love
I reel a little, nay, a lot
amazed at
the joy, nay, ecstasy of
the occasion
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

A murmur at first but
soon enough a chorus
of a thousand thousand
mouths
all voicing the pain
urging all fibers on deck
transmit
transmit
And now I hear them
loud and clear
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

It is an angry stillness
an abrasive vacuum
beneath my navel
and it sings
humming, perhaps, at first
but soon enough being
quite clear — I can make out
the words now:
feed me, feed me
it sings, this no longer
stillness, anger
boiling now
feed me, feed me
or you will die
it sings
and me, I believe it
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

It is very dark in here
muscles care not
for sunlight
though they care
very much
for air, whispering
(sometimes threateningly)
to the lungs to pick up
the pace will you
running short here
and me, I listen to this
exchange
and I take a deep breath
and another
deeper still
to answer and to
pacify
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

These internal, underground
rivers, colorless beneath
the skin, pulsing, rushing
with the engine of heart
screaming its directions and
transmitting its pressure
with every beat
to rush them again from
not quite a standstill, but from
a softer journey
and here comes pressure again
and the blood leaps and darts
down these internal, underground
canyons to and through
liver and kidneys and muscle and
lungs and lungs and lungs to
collect more and more air
for the muscles still yearn for
sustenance to keep the slow
fire burning
I take another breath
and another
and I pat the little
heart-engine that could
on the back and it smiles
at me as I approve
and so I merge
with the lives of cells

Gray and mushy
not unlike porridge
and swimming in dark
sea water
encased by strong
cranium bone
a billion billion
little egos
busy busy busy
ganging…

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