Not Bodies, a poem

Not Bodies

We are not bodies after all 

We got caught up in the connectivity 

We got distracted in the touchable 

We are not skins after all 

We got so touchy 

We got dragged around by it all 

We are not what we seem to be after all 

We got snagged in the senses 

We got all torn up by the objects 

We are not hairs & freckles after all 

We got lured in by the walls 

We got intoxicated by the fabrics 

We are not fingerprints after all 

We got frazzled by the emotionless

We got mixed up in the fake feelings 

We are not footprints & farts after all 

We got to thinking food was filling

We got to imagining with only a brain 

We are rather something inexplainable

But we are not bodies, skins, what we seem to be

Hairs & freckles, fingertips with fingerprints, footsteps or farts 

We are not any of that explainable stuff 

Just in it 

Inside of it 

Alive in it 

After all