the hand speaks with pen
the eyes speak with phrase of subliminal gesture
the soul speaks with
a power that defies mere words
a million years of a
art and written word
and we have not expressed
the
finite
sum
of
human
soul

breath the solid logic
of your every day existence
see how your every step forward
is more than mere meat hitting the floor
breath the liquid nature of your mind
thoughts are malleable
but the mind can be broken
think on that kiddo
fore you drop the steel

make love to the rationalization
of your premise
you live to sense joys
but you spend your days seeking pieces of green paper
and approval of people you barley know
choose
breath
think
or stay there in the darkness