i don't see how anyone
can keep composure
stay sane
being tied to another
invisible chain
tied to these arms
this body
this brain
is this all i am?
a biologic miracle
of human evolution
a set of cognitive abilities
that became liabilities
in dopamine narcotic cities
i am able to grasp so much
but i'll never quite understand
what the universe is
who i am
an animal in the eukarya domain?
a piece of moving meat
narcissistic enough
to think i am not
that everything i am
can simply not rot
when my body is buried
and long forgot
my consciousness wants to be
more than
an organ in a body
it wants to be
part of some intergalactic web
some energetic fabric
separate form
my shelter of flesh
i want to have a soul
or an energy one can not
feel or hold
so scared of fading
into nothing
stiff and cold
my last hope is to be eternal
through dirt, bacteria and mold
give life to poppies
who braid into my soil
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