God, how I hate the names
of the body's chemicals and anatomy,
the frore and glum department
of its parts, each alone in the scattering
of the experts of Babel.
is a single creature, whole,
its life is one, never less than one, or more,
so is its world, and so
are the two bodies in their love for one another
one. In ignorance of this
we talk ourselves to death.
Sabbaths, 2005 XVI