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