Saturn day

swallowed with the oxygen that burst up our bones



lyrics from Vertigo by Kristin Hersh

shunt of air, like smoke

The energy transferred

through a shunt of air

inside somewhere puffed,

as if through a straw and quietly exploded

and pushed out of me and into it

It is what I was doing

the thing I was doing: massaging my husband

paying attention to the bones; massaging all along the bones

the nooks in the joints

scrubberly cleansing the daily stress on the body

I wrote this down soon after this event happened. I really felt this--it was weird.