The Body...

Through oddly tinted glasses, I scan the grey of death –
Stone cold, bone old:
In awe I hold an artefact of life inside the eye!

The skin, a world it bore
Regaling eyes with lands it saw –
Perhaps it aired his vanity of mind –
Man’s affliction –
Self-attraction; narcissistic psyches
Doomed to flailing near the end,
Drowning in the tortured seas of egos...

The girls, a score upon the board of kudos –
A sort of aromatic ethos borne of ‘roids
Writhing in a world of incidental sex
Where monomaniacal minds had lost the plot –
With hands evolved for groping,
Lips evolved for soaking in secreted juices
Err they die and rot, without a proper tale of life to tell....

Dear friend, were we to ever trust our goals?
No? And now you know the reason why you died –
Like all, you’d been denied....

Now over to you, the curious:
You’ll also fray through mechanisms best forgot:
So watch your living –
There’s no forgiving after death,
The turning point when you’ll have had your lot!!!

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