Wednesday, August 19, 2015

There Is No Soul


My exit from the womb into a new world I morph
into a life incomplete

Fragmented

Dispersed

Scattered

My mission to reunite with each molecule that were once me

But all parts of the body must be ready for the other, all atoms must jump in one direction for desire to be

such is life's great meaning
its purpose in being.

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