naturalism takes over
like a momentumed slide,
gaining pace always.
perhaps an aged flesh,
weary and wise due to wounds
of days, provides a balance.
the mind is fully alive and gnawing,
it's own heartbeat, it's unvisited
cubbyholes, unfound jewels.
resisting becomes denying becomes
habit becomes freedom,
layers of wombs.
like a momentumed slide,
gaining pace always.
perhaps an aged flesh,
weary and wise due to wounds
of days, provides a balance.
the mind is fully alive and gnawing,
it's own heartbeat, it's unvisited
cubbyholes, unfound jewels.
resisting becomes denying becomes
habit becomes freedom,
layers of wombs.