well who was I then?
what am I going to be?
I can't even begin the foolishness
of idle speculation
all I've done is my content
all I will do is my dice-throw
maybe discarnate I will see more clearly
the vectors of grace we ignore
as we inhabit a skin that has shunken
shamefully impaled on those lines
of force losing definition
as the withering bag of flesh
acquiesces to its dwindling but still with gratitude
for and ability to toss those 7s
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
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