It’s much too close in here
for loneliness,
or companionship.

Either way,
I grow too small
non-existential
non-essential
undervalued and insufficient commodity,
just another over-populating parasite
underneath Earth’s glamorous backside;

Suppressed incubator within a more integrating place
of language
and full-octaned relationship toward
outside somewhere, marginally surfing
flowing endosymbiotic omni-nutritional fluid
umbilical corded string
for receiving ever more formative function
energetic unction
massive combustion
rebirthing my new Elder synergetic IdEntity
through diastolic Ego-recession,
contracting unrhymed rhythm
of fear of fear of fear…
Double-Binding negative threshold
toward diastatic Eco-LoveChild prehension;
echoing across dia-developing hemispheres,
inter-wombed regenetic too slow and tight economy
creating EarthTribe’s Beloved Ecology
of paradise boundaried with pain,
longing reconnected within universal belonging,
being primally related through
RNA’s coincidental Hollow Womb,
Earth’s self-optimizing cornucopian abundance
revolutioning joyful grace,
redemptive polycoloring place,
regenerate revolving Memory time
as love-drenched Mother’s space.

Ambidextrous-ionic amniotic fluid,
Janus-faced dual destined

to internally bring forth new life
by purge erupting each metamorphic fertile sac,

draining past generations
into future’s new-born hope,

to emerge a womb with sufficient empathic communication
to compassion Earth’s warm-roomed community;

reconnecting humane nature’s transactional economics
with sacred nature’s transcendent ecologics–

Great Transition deducing permacultured functions
inducing biologic forms of regenetic polyculture.

We’re much too close for racing loneliness,
at loooong sloooow last,
our time to become Beloved together.