The Old Man Checks His Phone
October 31, 2016
A soul, shrink wrapped in skin.
It is our bodies that separate us.
Single us out.
But broken down, defenseless
What we call dead
Cell walls collapse
First proteins,
Now indistinguishable.
Disintegrated as self
Reintegrated with dirt.
Timeless.
Just what a Buddhist
Or a martyr
Would ask for.
The old man eats a pizza
And checks his phone.
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