Invasion Trying to Trounce Testosterone
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My skeleton hums like an antenna
Receiving ultraviolet and black
Light rays, and infrared. A glow, henna
In sense, helps marrow fend off God’s attack
Of wavelengths, managing to bounce them through
Aorta and my lungs, transforming all
As therapy, turning arteries blue
With whispers harsh like love. My veins and small
Capillaries send out signals through my
Skin using highest frequencies to spread
The messages in urgent codes a spy
Might use in scrambled bits of star-heat red.
..Are you nearby enough to cipher from
….My sweat, to get the meaning from the thrum?