Forking Paths

by Amy Letter

paths forking project ongoing media mixed structure branching often recursive boundaries untimed limits unspaced rules optional rules followed Only 3

04. Archive for paralinear Access
05. Random to jump from branch to branch

More about the blood

Why does blood taste like pennies? Why

are the heartbeats most like music the ones

just before the heart attack or during sex

and why are those two so like one another?

How did the cells of the heart perfect

their daring electrochemical dance, and

do they like it when we quicken for love?

Do they like it when we quicken for fear?

And can they tell the difference? Can they

like anything, single celled life who are so

interconnected, interdependent? Can such

needy grasping little creatures truly like

anything at all? I do not doubt they love.

1. pennies in my mouth

2. o, my pounding heart

3. the fate of the needy

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