Tuesday, November 19, 2024

immaterial

without my legs or my hair 

without my heart of my plans

with just my clean lowly stare

day by day, life after life.

time by time, immaterially time.

without my nails or my bones

without my head or my toes

with my back and my groin

day by day, life after life

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