Sunday, December 6, 2009

Cosmosis

The leaves they fall
And disintegrate
Sometimes life is just
Wrapped up in a cake

Round and round
The spinning cycle goes
Like your favorite shirt
Or a rodeo

Drops of rain
That shirt gets old and frayed
The earth gets wet
A simple serenade

Your demons packed in a box
It’s best if no one got hurt
The best ones all get away
One day we’ll all turn to dirt

Just like those leaves did before
And that box will open back up
Into the universe we know
Infinite miles we join the unified glow

if my body is the shell of a book
my heart beats the pages
life's collection of phrases
conscious graduation space station

if my body is a shell
set me free
take my soul
plant it like a seed

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