Black Morning / Viscera

I came back with a broken summer and a broken spine
Grazed by the heat and stung by the night
Tried yoga
Couldn’t do yoga
Wasn’t the stretches, nor the downward dog
It was a breathing thing
And upside doors, I felt my organs fall
Through my throat
One by one:
Liver, lungs, lungs, liver
Lungs, lungs, lungs
LIVER!
They came fast like fingers
Inside-out in one snap
And then the vocal cords
Flowed like sea, weed
Out of my mouth