The Sizzling
{A continuous effervescence of becoming}
There's a simmering
An arcane rumbling
Like the white noise of the universe itself
A continuous effervescence of becoming
Right here under your feet
A fervour that makes the mycelium grow to the rhythm of dancing beats
A swarm that howls with the wind
A dreamlike memory of intertwined voices
Traces of the many lives that weave and spill
That sweeps you away
There is a fervour
That echoes in diasporic time and space
Whispering back to you
Contaminating you
A tingling that reverberates with the throbbing of your heart
Remembers
It stirs
Sustaining reality
Even the constructed, contorted and asphyxiated
Feels it gasp and throb
The steaming screams
It pulses with every shiver
Bursts out of pavements
Stop and listen to this continuous sprouting
The powerful erupting
Always on the thresholds and borders
Ultimately elusive
Never tamed
Grief and visceral love morphing
Breaks
Tears
Yearns
Vibrates
There's an inexhaustible bubbling
That fertilises you
That makes and unmakes you
And has always known your name.