Collision
Thinness or is it shallowness?
Limbs or crooked lines
against a thick flat grey;
a ceiling that reflects
as much as it shelters.
Branch or forearm?
Appendages
that have purpose –
how do such organs compare
with the spongy grey
that thinks or the red
pulsing lump that feels?
There are so many
extremities like a thousand
souls reaching out, each looking
for a new flavored Nirvana.
And they are all related to
two particles crashing
into one another in the vast
traffic jam of this universe.
(May 12, 2007)
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