this morning
the marriage of a human man and a pig’s heart
science is mixing us
finally making us animals again
at the opening of a cave
light cuts through the dark
in a diagonal shaft across a stone archway
exposing the walls
but more light than rock now
light being the dominant material
another me is waiting in the dark
just beyond the edge
liquid feeding my skin
letting loose cells no longer
needed
a delicate shedding
of what was lost last year
me absorbed in the little beads gathering in my hair
marbled with color like oil in water in sun,
my eyes meeting a new phase of matter,
hundreds of them
the tiniest things
I would never have noticed if I wasn’t
choosing pleasure