Martin Injects Penicillin

oh brother/oh sister

don't you worry, all those dainty and dirty
emotions just go away
and fade out on their own

"...In one of the languages, there are no nouns, only verbs held for a longer moment.

The animals have no need for speech, why talk when you are a word 

I lean against a  tree, I am a tree leaning

I break out again into the bright sun and crumple, head against the ground

I am not an animal or a tree, I am a thing in which the trees and animals move and grow, I am a place"

Margaret Atwood

Surfacing

Chapter Twenty-Four