i carefully rearranged my senses so they could have a conversation taught them to switch places from each pore in my skin grew shimmering eyes and fingerprints filled the eye the eye sockets from the ears grew two tongues and i sang for people passing a strange song told them stories without moving my lips mouth half open still they assumed the words came from themselves these unfamiliar thoughts and i sang to them ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah oh oh oh ooh ooh i sang to them ooh such is the speech of the body the ribs painted their fingernails black of course and on the edges of the cunt grew little teeth the clitoris that great sphinx opened its eye so many blind years acting oedipus so many blind years acting oedipus meanwhile the vocal cords were listening for the wind the wind howl the wind howl howl howling  whispering a familiar language of breath secret tales for them to learn then from my veins came a strange itching and i felt a pull through the shoulder blades i should have seen it coming huh the blood was itching and etched a hole at the nape of the neck and it flew out into the night like a long red ribbon to the sky into the sky and up we went blood and i spread over the city the dark sky lay against my skin so close like an eyelid like an eyelid like an eyelid like an eyelid like an eyelid like an eye1