A BODY’S JUST AN ANIMAL

 
A BODY’S JUST AN ANIMAL
I’VE GOT TO KEEP ALIVE
If I want to keep the show going.
It’s FICKLE and FIGHTS ME, but
PROTECTS ME and DELIGHTS ME?
I’m driven to MADNESS by all the DECISION,
The MAINTENANCE of CLEANING and FILLiNG it.
MY NEEDS DON’T GET TIRED
butmyeyesstillfallclosed
I’m busy but still need the bathroom,
Need haircuts but don’t instruct hair to grow?
And SOME DAYS it simply doesn’t work at ALL,
I’ve done everything I can to do right,
I AM FRUSTRATED by human FAILINGS,
Despite my every try,
And emotions sweep all that HARD WORK away.
SOMETIMES I REMEMBER ALL ANIMALS,
Are complex and mutable creatures,
JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE,
So I guess my mission’s
some sort of success?
And I get another day
TO KEEP THIS ANIMAL ALIVE.

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Breath

And just like that,
It’s empty.
Cavernous,
Expanding.
The exhale,
Demanding,
But the inhale,
How like a soft landing.

The breath that leaves,
runs ragged.
The breath which returns,
refills with life.

No matter the weather
Regardless of refuse
The breath returns
The cycle renews.

Dulls the aches,
Resets the pace,
It leaves each space
pristine.
Quiets the din,
Breathe out,

Hold. Consider. Savor.

Breathe in.

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