The Word enlivens my veins
They team with life and fight red cells for space
The whole structure is like my dermal case
The words and meaning articulate like a face
It comes out of my mouth but not because I don’t like the taste
They like the taste
They copy and mimic and try to trace
I say it’s okay and reiterate like tre
Three points of the same
I’ll never incinerate and to those who ask I hand off my tray

Dissimilar likeness
A cheating reflection
Two things that are both shadows and objects to each other
Past unknown then present oneness and immutability
Out of a crowd of millions

You know what people say they’d rather be a nobody than a cold body
I’m an old soul with no old body oh buddy
I love I hug I hold bodies
Stone froze so cold so cold don’t shock me
They see they think they saw they sought
They thought they taught me
Not and naught i see walkie-talkie copy copy
Chain of thought pocket unused lock key
Out of here to nowhere rocket to where Spock is
Can’t hock this
This display they hate I guess they’re nauseous
And not just

Where do you start?

Pull my card

Pull at my heart with your hand, the counterpart

And is that heart on sleeve?

Is that a tacky tattoo or is that blood-achieved?

Or is that majorly mind imaginary and imagery?

Let me feel and see

Si or no for heresy

Unless you know beyond it’s only here you see

Are you hearing me?

Limited options with eyes to exhaust attempt see clearly

Your eyes aren’t storytellers but tell me what you see believe

I’d rather have a blanket of ignorance
I’d rather have a stomach of “it’s okay”
I’d rather have selective shutters
I’d rather not have all this at the expense of

I wake up and quickly come to.
Everything is instantly loaded.
I don’t well know the other mode.
I think about everything initially, accompanied by a tinge of anxiety...
But that’s everyone, right?
I proceed to satisfy my needs and experience pleasure with the food that I eat...
But that’s everybody, right?
I am influenced by my line of logic and externally-the development and continuation of the present...
But that’s everyone, right?
I bring to my consciousness things that I regularly think about and for various reasons and some are unwelcome...
There is a daily checklist with destinations that I’ve decided...
We all move for reasons.
This all coalesces after many times and is called a close-decisions in time, past is froze...
Each calls only their own body home, there is everybody, the question intended is-are we alone?

You understand you’re one but are you whole?
Each part relative to another and through experience-nature exposed
But if it’s only shown by interaction
Then is any part of reality truly known?
Have we become adjusted and accustomed to an alien immediate-home?
What are you besides what you’ve met many times?
As you wake in morning, ascend in time, continue forward, unwind, descent is climb
Truth is humans are perfect in design but not self-existent, I’m urgent-earnest through these rhymes
Fall back on Him, creation
We serve perfect purpose and have Him in due time