Each moment for me is
A moment of clarity
Finding myself growing ever more tired
Searching for a fact
Or a reason
To explain why I should not cast off this
Earthly form
Why bring the air
Why bring the bread
Or the water
To these lips
Why do I prolong this
Misadventure into being
My body belongs to the earth
The very atoms of my carbon based reality
Once slept in the belly of a star
All of this Big Bang talk has got me thinking
Why should I press on further into my fragile existance
When all beauty- belonging in temples
Is not worshiped as a king