The Limitations Of The Body... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

sometimes i forget that i have a body

it is only when i eat that i remember i have one
but most of the times

i am full and so i almost forget all about this body
i am feeding it with wrong things

ideas, more ideas,
i am covering it with mysteries that it cannot relate because
a body is just a body
earthly, mundane
stick, creepy
skin, hair
sunken eyes,
trembling hands

it is flesh, bones, cartilages,

nerves, and when all these nerves take revenge on me
i shall finally lose this body
which i welcome somehow
because i have not experienced it yet

i live in the mind,
my castle is in my imagination,
and i eat nothing for the day
but words
and i drink nothing for the day but ink
and i touch nothing for the day
but keys

the body is forgotten and so are my chains,
my prisons, my
dark rooms,

my body, this fetter,
ball and chain that hold me
in hunger and pain and
thirst and
constant urination,

sometimes i like to become nothing but air
so you cannot see me anymore so i can go places and be lost forever

because i am not this body,
and i do not want to be caught in here
a little longer.

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  • Wahab Abdul (4/11/2012 9:40:00 PM)

    a very nice poem.......ideas, ideas and more ideas! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012

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