“WHATSAPP / Location: No.4, BS16 XXX”

We moved in and out of each other
Glazed over, bit down, choked. Rode collectively

Through dirt. It was heightened activity. We were growing and
Feeling nothing, barely having the sense to stop

And know ourselves. But O well. It was just what we needed.
Where were any of us from? How did we find each other? Something plans

These parties in advance, I’m sure, the delayed care
Birthing us over.