Addiction to the Dead

I lift my body one leg then another over the cold curve of the claw-foot tub Like a walking stick with a colossal cocoon attached A beast and a mutant   I am this Hooked on the steam of hot water I Negotiate stretched skin   a sore spine   the splitting of imminent birth What do you want Mammoth   a domemoon stomach Carved by spidery trails     former settlement You in there baby think you’re ready for this Sing soprano notes   sing sounds of upness Says the midwife She says go ahead   smoke some marijuana you see she’s our motherherb   sacred medicine   not for foolery and selfishness   never to be used in that other way you know she works deeply niece   can take care those injuries bad mister   wrecks   he set     snaring you this medicine   will   show you    the things killing all of us