A seed sown in sand, waits years for rain | p. 8 |
Rain. He is torn out from himself | p. 13 |
His inside gropes at things, turns outwards | p. 17 |
Tendril gropes / coils / on groping tendril | p. 21 |
When he knows he's crawling, the slough occurs on its own | p. 24 |
Hand over hand. (What broke out - touches) | p. 27 |
What's touching has a face | p. 31 |
A face weaned from being a mouth | p. 36 |
The mouth that suckled is the mouth that nurses with a howl | p. 39 |
In water he is a sea anemone. A carnivore extending the arms of a flower | p. 42 |
On the abrasive, glassy sand, he understands | p. 45 |
He's coming | p. 49 |
Far from himself, he sees his self | p. 53 |
A seed sown in sand waits | p. 56 |
More - | p. 59 |
Drowning, he breathes living water | p. 63 |
He remembers. Outside is torn inward from him | p. 65 |
Even in its fullness, a tree is nothing but a seed | p. 68 |
Afterword | p. 74 |
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