in the living room of light produce words
to produce roots
that reproduce thoughts that take shape
to create more of us not by the numbers
now so cumbersome

but a sum of an equation that’s more than parts in a
that figures the physical act makes reproduction the rush of life
that physical fact manufactures more of me’s
as a song of we a´ la the birds and the bees
a spell check of man as a con…figuration that is only confirmed
by birth
into a reproduction line in order to assemble one’s genealogy
one seeds one sows you become some one’s man made

other sum ones see reproduction as a coming
we of realms unseen
seeding through a consciousness not of either or’s but ethereal
reproduction not just as in kin
but kindred spirits

of a whirl around
a genie…us guardians that produce
seen and unseen