now i m sitting on the train and i am peeling an orange i look over nonchalantly at a woman she is yawning and though this sight is common i am abruptly mesmerized and it strikes me in this moment for the first time in my life how strange we all are animal hearts pumping that animal animal blood was i born wild have i been asleep this whole damn time dreaming up a life will i awake to find that i m deep in the woods and i m snarling on all fours i could be cracked open like a cartoon watermelon then you would see the solar system suspended in me it s the same one in you that pulses and spins we re just made of flecks of the heavens spat out spit we are filled with the gore from long before and i m through starting wars to make you see me a warrior was i born wild have i been asleep this whole damn time dreaming up a life some ancient answers have since been unearthed still all these abandoned buildings they had to get built and who were these architects who left their work i left my body in the bed but my head floated through the ceiling i left my body in the bed and my animal heart is pumping that animal animal blood1