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It began on the walls,
shelf fungi with flat tops
and knobby bottoms,
like faces of grotesques
on medieval churches,
hard and dry after a few weeks,
good places for knick knacks
or family photos.

They manifested on the floor next,
thousands of tiny brown caps,
so comfortable to walk on,
like a memory-foam carpet.
A few big ones came up;
as they matured they flared,
like they do;
soon I had a little round table
with two stools (only needed one).

Then the fridge filled with 'em,
all edible (I checked online),
and the ceiling (complex geometries
that slowly shifted over time,
as the individual shrooms
grew, matured, and died).

When purple and yellow caps
pushed out through my skin,
painlessly, even pleasurably,
I was not alarmed;
I welcomed my entry
into the Kingdom.

Now I'm everywhere
the hyphae go,
new senses manifest;
I see you with many eyes,
and I am growing within you
since we kissed.
You are blessed indeed,
but now I go to embrace others,
those who are not yet
of and with us;
I go to spread the Word.