A Secant Query

Between Curiosities and Membranes

Wherein water finds walls amid housing crises...

Between Curiosities and Membranes

Note: the fossil composed of amphibian Broomistega and mammal Thrinaxodon sleeping together in the same den came into your life when?

Walls

Geck: Landlords suck. I can't do anything.

Salamander: Bunking together halves rent landlords expect to collect. Let's go.

Geck: Naw that fucks with my autonomy.

Membranes

Geck: Landlords suck. I can't do anything.

Salamander: Splitting three rooms we decorate together between six of us and cycle through on rotation is a collab art halving landlords pay.

Geck: Naw I want my own room.

Ecocraft

On a path home, a marine mammal new to the area still in search of predator is captured by the city.

For a time on this path, the mammal is nowhere to be seen. Then, mammal appears. Returning to the environment.

I know in my heart the individuals are different. Still, I imagine such mammals swimming up left to experience a feeling of arriving home.

Power

Between predators - two wolves - jackrabbit runs. Leading me to my perversion; I like both. I like when the rabbit gets away and I like when rabbit lets themself get caught by predator, get eaten.

I think of the marine mammals going into city trap giving themselves to the conversation: seeing being caught and fed to creature in nearby zoo or sanctuary, in a perverted way, like being received.

It's kink. Art of struck terror.

(Gross.) Power never leaves rabbit, the pervert.

Living Process

My neighbors see power differently. Guns, jail, captured market/attention: these are power.

As pervert, rabbit gives flesh to wolf; wolf never catches rabbit. With all that teeth, big body, no power. Rabbit... movement. Movement nothing to capture.

No gun, jail, addiction, market catches attention; Movement housed by the next to notice. Wild volunteer kicking, arriving, living pleasure.

Serving fear less than pleasure, never caught. Never cheapened to single life. Free, visitor, drift. Water's kleptotherm; rain seasons: home visits.

Pleasure moves to place velocity - mammal body places language (this scent, this sense of home). Pleasure steps into more than home - they, pleasure, step into life: idle, movement. It's alive.

To marvel neither preservation nor capture.

In Crisis

In search of housing, I keep close to my heart these mammals - marine and rabbit. Their lives house belief inherited. As light housed in water and comet housed in light, process now my person.

No gun feared, no recognized capture. Breath between oil and water cells metabolize into bodies tending organs drawn from becoming's ends into whatever sky powers this word.

Each step-struck movement ganglion to pooled nerves so large there's home, yet no room for capture. Vibration release still learning to love reception.

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