you are your roots
ITSH
Stockholm Skin
Blood of Lima
An agitation and a quieting
The shiny next link on a chain billions of years taught
My body is a word people are getting familiar with but not using right
Don’t mock their effort
Weep the need for it
My roots tangle with yours
Our history of chainmaille
We run on recycled oxygen
The fungus and trees share a meal
The bees and the flowers become each other
A child becomes their parent or the opposite
I am a machine
Or just a part
Evolution and Extinction are dancing again.