we are what we ingest
the spirit of what
died for us
to survive becoming
part of us
there inside as
little splinter
too deep beneath the
surface
to easily remove
it changes us
molding us from the
inside
filling us with notions
we might not have
otherwise
have conceived
the rumble of hooves I
hear in my head
when I order
cheeseburger at the diner
the clatter of leaves
from the salad
yet most disturbing are
the sounds
I hear after I have ingested you
how changed by having you inside of me
I feel neither good nor bad
just different an
altered universe
a shift in orbit
unpredictable
like the way I changed
that first time on
LSD
knowing both then and now
nothing will ever be
the as it once was
knowing I am not the
same person
after I took you inside me
a splinter that makes
its way
slowly and steadily
into the center of my heart
No comments:
Post a Comment