The same process that erases shower heads with mouths appends pictures with reasons. Looking inward the arrangement repeats itself, so that on my torso are orifices lined up in circumference–drains, vents, windows, a doorway–the way tattoos are strung together on the skin. I pull my head inside my body like a turtle and watch this room spin around like a zoetrope lit by the incandescent light of organs, the neon swimming of veins and arteries, the fluorescence of bones.
Down the street a dozer cuts asphalt and this whole house trembles. I quiver the floor. I provoke leaves off of rooftops. I bring together and also rend. I pause in an interstice between two sheets of drywall presenting of a flat division its sonorous interior. The vibrations move like waves at times and then like particles, triggering simultaneously one tile in this bathroom and another above a stove further down the street as if to arrange them side by side on some greater plane. How far in extension is this dirt on which this house stands, how far is this dirt from being liquid, how far from being atmosphere, that waves of pressure are felt from movement, endeavors into the surface so far away?
Rumor has it that Elvis died on the toilet, mostly, and a little on the floor.
I fall into the tub.
A giant falls lengthwise across this house and pulverizes it. Dust lifts into the air and is emulsified. Obscure walls rise where walls once were and windows blow out one after the other like jets from an abalone. The giant fits the dust print like a circle in a square. From above the dust falling as much as rising makes language on the ground—forms and demarcations. Doorways drift down like horseshoes shackling this enormous (and growing) vigorous, living thing to this small plot until it dies or fades and only dust remains. A giant fell here once and on all the houses radiating outward from here. How long now before the dust settles, the emulsion fades, the suspense becomes unintelligible, and the intimate portrait slackens back to its semi-original form, again undeveloped, again opaque.