We are all
products
of soil
particles
from the
great beyond
here
somewhere
part
this and that—
plants
meat
agua
air—
pieces
we know
nothing
about
so much science
even more
unknown—
DNA
don’t know anything
think about it
now
we’re just walking
gibbering
jabbering, blabbering
blubbering
symbiotic
sacks
bones
mucus
sperm
feces
gristle
light
with a little
darkness
tucked in
behind our knees
knee pits—
we are
all so fascinating
because
we’re all we know—
infinite guesses
microbial messes
blobs on skeletons
closets
stuffed
with secrets
fantasies
kink
shame—
pleasure
is a bitch
pain
suffering
such comfortable
old clothes
to slip into—
slits and squirting
soft flesh—
words that
sound great so
say them again
slits
squirting
soft flesh
things in between
cause moaning
blood
rushing to the heads—
it would great
to orgasm
until we deflate
puddle up
seep back into
the Earth
take with us
wonder
and all
unknowing of
what
who
we truly are
or where
we came
from
nothing
just tombstones
with
question marks?
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