This fleshy, muscly mass
Beating in my chest
Pumping globules
Of my existence
Persistent
Definition of body
Meeting soul
The transfer
Distribution
Of life-giving
Scarlet
At times I wish
It were not so absorbent
So paralyzed
By sadness or grief
Yet times
When it is freed
From its cage
I feel almost a fear
In the elation
From the beauty
The joy of life
That it may just
Break free from me
And fly out into
The universe
From which
It was borne.
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