Supposed Soul Poem by Raj Arumugam
Supposed Soul
The rose grows in
the soil in your tongueless mouth
The weeds feed
on the nutrients in your armpits
From your navel rise
the grass whose blades cut the air
Your sockets house the lichen
You knew that all before your death,
as you were wise;
you consoled yourself with a supposed soul
Sunday, April 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,life and death
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companion art: Still Life with Skull (Nature morte au crane) by Paul Cézanne
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