tagNon-Erotic PoetryMy Soul Resides

My Soul Resides

byRustyMcNail©

My soul resides without my skin
and is wounded by the air
and though my heart still beats within
it is not truly there.

I see myself beyond myself
yet I died so long ago
I take a jar from off the shelf
and why I do not know.

I hear a sound that makes no sound
I see a sight unseen
My thoughtless mind removes a thought
that never should have been.

A Godless God must punish those
who tread upon his earth
and laugh a laugh that is no laugh
and mocks us with no mirth.

It was a star that was no star
that prompted me to say
that I must speak the works I speak
and speak them in this way.

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