Insight: Mind can't lift
its feet off solid ground
when Thinker reasons
it's better off being
sheltered by a body.

It's like a ball
of blue fish swimming
in coordinated movement,
jerking against
predatory life.

My truth watches,
regulating emotion
from outer space.
I am a goddess
beheading perception.
I strip off the fascia
to be consumed,
and the mellow
Earth seems pleased.

Sara Fielder © June 2018