prophesying, says
a fallen ox, in itself bovine, and understood as such could be
eaten, ignored, or argued against all you like;
satiety, misapprehension, clumsiness of it and the others can
serve as accredited causes of death; &
the weak will die as really & thrash in the sand, under me,
as sink under the weight of a sort of carnality
hmmm, that cannot be paralleled either by anything watery
or any silly simum breeze you've got.
Teeth, breath & breezes, always