heaven divided

blood pours from heaven

heaven divided

and so did I

from scalp to

 

perineum

but I don't bleed

in silico

I'm in a wood

 

stirred by wind

but what a wood

the last wood left

on mars

 

caned by undergrowth

and belting birdcall

my two halves

flee each other

 

but cannot find

the wood's

edge

boundary of all that is

 

blood pours from heaven

and I don't care

I'm otherwise

occupied