Friday, November 18, 2016

Slowly, In Reverse

Wrinkled hands
Caught
On cotton threads
Soaked
In water

The mind 
Teaches
The body how
To adapt in
A new environment

Involuntary
Evolution
Encompasses
Eternal
Change

But these wrinkles
Do not come from
The water
They come from
The age

We evolve
Only so long
As we
Are not
Dying

And then
Like a 
Cotton thread
We wither
Slowly

The thread
Sponges the water
And expels it
When wrung by
Crossed fingers

Promises
The heart
Makes
On behalf of
Chemical reactors

Until the
Reaction
Is just
The last
Beat

Life
Is just
One
Long term
Deceit

- PatInTheHat


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