Sweat-steamed serpentine smiles at the sub-sandwich shop Playing the big big po' boy, spraying some kind of slop He told you the way to find morsels Right behind carpetseller sops Through archivists of dusty hell birds For reasons unbeknownst to them More shoes in the way than Oshkosh Slap-happy stewards of scatology Rock back and forth and back while Deleting dirt on the river-sea channel As towers construct themselves from pebbles Temples grow tunnels grow spirals Grow cells grow cells grow cells grow cells I can only hope I'm not soon with turmeric To the scared Arkansas man who got here first And seas of stimulation Seize with trepidation The light of which we're made of Leased to the excavator We grow we grow we grow we grow We're like them, aren't we? We grow we grow we grow we grow Like a liver should look Just as a heartache should feel Let's pretend I've got a lead belly And fill each other up with carcinogens The growths we make are hormonal fury We feel each other burst free from dread Praise God for our lewy bodies Amalgamate our repaired form Protect us from our institution Project Him alone alone alone Bring us from institution We'll find our way own From death, from hell's back Through distant green consistency Sweat-steamed serpentine smiles at the sub-sandwich shop Playing the big big po' boy, spraying some kind of slop He told you the way to find morsels Right behind carpetseller sops Through archivists of dusty hell birds For reasons unbeknownst to us More shoes in the way than Oshkosh As towers construct themselves from pebbles Temples grow tunnels grow spirals grow cells Grow cells grow cells To the Arkansas 26-year-old who got here first I'm going to be consumed with turmeric Photomicrographs of regions of substantia nigra in this Parkinson's patient show Lewy bodies and Lewy neurites in various magnifications. Top panels show a 60 percent magnification of the alpha-synuclein intraneuronal inclusions aggregated to form Lewy bodies. God praise our Lewy Bodies. We grow we grow we grow we grow Let them cut me We grow we grow we grow we grow Lift each other up wit Let's pretend our leads are bellies The drugs are just hormonal fury We feel each other burst from dread And spill over the bed sheets and bed pans Sweat-steamed serpentine smiles at the sub-sandwich shop Playing the big big po' boy, spraying some kind of slop He told you the way to find morsels Right behind carpetseller sops Through archivists of dusty hell birds For reasons unbeknownst to us More shoes in the way than Oshkosh 20× magnification images that show strand-like Lewy neurites and rounded Lewy bodies of various sizes. Neuromelanin-laden cells of the substantia nigra are visible in the background. Stains used: mouse monoclonal alpha-synuclein antibody; counterstained with Mayer's haematoxylin Some years ago I owned a cat It would bang it's head out to the window-pane I wanted to believe it when it talked to me, heh The towers we nade construct themselves higher and hgiher From pebbles and rocks and sticks and stones Cells grow in our future make believe its alright Just like a liver should look over under that Every body every baby born Cells and cells grow cells and cells and cells grow cells and Sweat-steamed serpentine smiles shit in your sandwich The stars said to lying to you the serpentine smiules spreads some slimy shout with the big big poh boy And eating themselves and eating themselves and growing themselves growinmg themselves eating themselves and eating themselves and growing themselves growinmg themselves I think it's time we stop growing I look so good like a liver should Grow, grow