mettling

i'm forming a more complete picture every moment.

i'm foaming up thick fluids and slipping down between bubble membranes.

laughing, "i can dissolve at will."

i can't be outpaced if i don't exist.

or dog logic; try to cut each other off.

dog logic; gorge.

my organs aren't crying out yet.

i'm providing a hammock.

a detailed list of bearings.

a hand that could just grab anyone.

a tongue that goes on like a gray bird, "i could do, could do, could do."