Brownian Motion

There’s something trembling inside my bones
castanet for marrow
like those novelty teeth
chattering

This is what it is to be out of place
to stand on the threshold
right on the liminal boundary
of Nirvana
and not giving a damn

You shake
like buds in May
or virgins at the top of Chichen Itza
And ask
What, what, what
Do I do with myself now?

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