synapses are ligaments
my frontal lobe’s a femur
every single thing i see
seems to be somebody’s knee
with water on the brain
and patella on the mind
my third eye has recalcified
round tendons’ visions prophesized
breathing, breathing deep
my lungs filter the best to bleed
gills, body breathing deep
through synovial fluids
and all i know to be
my purest fantasies
all i need to eat....
let me see those knees!
genuflection, prostration
inflection, gradation
all this my reality