Black Morning / Viscera

I woke and found outside my door

A black lake rippling against the hand

Its tongues lick the flesh from my bones

And replace skin with waves

A bulging eye

I called into the black lake and dove head

Over heels into the water

And pulled out my heart from the seaweed

A pounding eye

O it's golden, it's golden, it's golden

I came back with a broken summer and a broken spine

Grazed by the heat and stung by the night

Tried yoga, couldn’t do yoga

Wasn’t the stretches, nor the downward dog

It was a breathing thing

And upside doors, I felt my organs fall

Through my throat

One by one: liver, lungs, lungs, liver

Lungs, lungs, lungs, LIVER!

They came fast like fingers

Inside-out in one snap

And then the vocal cords

Flowed like seaweed out of my mouth