[bones And Systems Start Small, Sure] Poem by Aaron Eliad

bones and systems start small, sure.
And we know they'll get bigger
for most of us
most of us don't mind the banging and leeching inside us.

Sublimating situational comedies
brand the snow monkey like spider gallop
the horses helped.

The sixty one key berries sustained you
clapping your eyes, disturbing the dark,
turning on and on.
lobbing off the second slope of your heart
to pry it with passion and pick it with poison.
It will resonate everywhere.