death to the
touching
& the feeling
& the yearning.
death to the
daylight &
the sunlight &
the seasons.
death to the
wilderness we
do not need & the
unnecessary animals.
death to the
legs &
the arms & these
bodies of wanting.
death to the
violas & the
cellos & the
anachronistic brass.
death to the
waiting & the
anticipation &
the desire.
death to the
rotting body & the
uncertainty of life & of
the afterlife.
we are dead
dead already
on the vibrating electronic
vine.