Eleonora's

 Inside the heart is the generator
organic linked to things we seek places we delve
between faith and blood flow where do we find ourselves
ligaments and veins moving around to allow me to walk

The heart a pondering wheel
The brain forced to feel

Slowly over the sea not touching the water
like a gull on the breeze
a torpedo first time free
blinking on the radar screen

Inside the stomach digesting
expanding and contracting
bathing it all in acid
extracting the fuel

The mouth a beak
The wing speaks

Slowly over the land not touching the dirt
Like a peregrin killer outflying harriers
Toward earth tickling the sound barrier
Bearing down on prey leaving carrion