i am frozen milk man

the things i can do...
wouldnt register
the things i do
are always repeated
in crystals
i cant hear
for all the noise
i can silence it
with music
the whole universe
hole
the whole hole
half crazy
caring
on a dare
i'd share a wing
shear a wing
and fall
faster
ultimate
repeat
faster
the universe is dead
killed by the acceleration of gravity
which does not allow anything to repeat
so what is in crystals
holes?
half holes
with the tops off

what's in the bottom of the half hole?
u r
u r n
urine
milk, which sustains us
urine, or ether
which suspends us
frozen
you are in
frozen to
frozen too
crystalized right to the breast
wurm-hole birthed
to a popsicle mama
Mother Nature
skipping at 33 1/3 and 45
and 78
the needle to a nub
n u b
in you be
you are in
snuffed out like a sound
where are you gonna go?
back to when...
yeah, you'll be able to move
but you wont be able to stop
ok
you'll be able to stop
but you wont be able to start.
so when are you gonna go?
here
where i have choices
free will
but i'm not
i carry this cage
i suppose it is empty
but satisfied with being carried
where could i set it down?
it is my spinal cord
then,
under my bones
in a box
and i'm dead
then where can i go?
back to the ocean
where we wont need our spinal cord
can i bring it with me?
yes
but no one will love you
do i need love?
no
but then no one can use you
do i need to be used?
no
so, what if no one uses me?
then you and your free will
live forever

without love?
yes
uselessly?
yes
do i need my spinal cord?
right now, yes
do i need love and purpose?
yes
will i know the ocean?
no
can the ocean be known?
no
is the ocean real?
no
is death wet?
yes, like a century
like a sentry?
um, yes