Yes By Catherine DotyIt’s about the bloodbanging in the body,and the brainlolling in its bedlike a happy baby.At your touch, the nerve,that volatile spook tree,vibrates. The lungstake up their workwith a giddy vigor.Tremors in the jointsand tympani,dust stormsin the canister of sugar.The coil of ribsheats up, beginsto glow. Comehere.

Yes 

By Catherine Doty

It’s about the blood
banging in the body,
and the brain
lolling in its bed
like a happy baby.
At your touch, the nerve,
that volatile spook tree,
vibrates. The lungs
take up their work
with a giddy vigor.
Tremors in the joints
and tympani,
dust storms
in the canister of sugar.
The coil of ribs
heats up, begins
to glow. Come
here.