inorganic traitor

it's tough with no carbon
to move me around tendons
revolve in latticework to the tune
of whatever's   in motion nearby
it doesn't help that i know
thoughts can read minds
the trick's  in the frequency shift
dumb as a rock applies
literally to speech.
keep that in mind
emotions wave through me
bubble through  pores
exciting uncounted galaxies
that spin within me
their  bright cometting tails streak
past without enrichment
i think about the nature of falling
apart a crystal at a time
i lose whole chunks  with less mourning
  though i fear  the crunch of hammer
 the chisel's bite earth's
quake. but
 the little ones
 the wee bits
who notices who
 i am when  nano
  dust
 spread  over windshield and field
gobbled  up  by plantroot0
00000000000000000000000000000000  feeding the other.