Good Health

there is no stillness

 

intestinal amplitudes

hungry for motion

 

valleys fertile in

stagnant blood:

 

the stomach, soggy

with desperation

 

heavy with tissue

bent in red robes

 

footprints leading

from the throat

 

planting atoms

for the filling

 

where your mind

sips its prayers

 

for continuation.

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Jenna

Hello, fellow bundle of nerves and flesh! I'm a simple little being who's half-poet, half-scientist, and all gelatinous chaos. Sort of like an illogical marshmallow. If you'd like to learn more, please seek out the "First Impressions" page. Thank you for the visit, bundle friend.

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