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being alive

several thrills upon themselves

each warm, moist breath

a marvel so simple its almost

unrealized

a nuance of physical motion

perpetual in habitation

life

a rusted vehicle

for the soul to get in behind

mercurial ice

in soft breakable flesh form

with a heart of such great beating

and a mind that is never fully still

how can it then be

some unfathomable mystery

that man dies

whenever it is he does

its his time

his soul wants to go

that is why

the physical side of longevity

in this instant

for me

is a concept beyond that of duh

'Wake Up' people

listen to your soul

not your televisions...........

(written July 20, 2002 7pm)