A body hungry

clean & safe

can pass away,

in a riotous flare

burning piety.

there's no hand holding

here. cross the street,

with the sound /

of humming /

cars,

dangerous play

mass shivering

exaltations,

the river full of

ice & fear,

floating lazy

memes, 

all the drowning swimmers

can't see / the beauty-

besotted by

clean & safe / things

all's quiet

in this tremor

waking

coughing spit,

a body hungry-

for the real.