tagNon-Erotic PoetryMy Soul Resides

My Soul Resides


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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