2012-01-22T23:22:10-08:00January 22nd, 2012|Musings on life|

The five senses

Your nose
a workhorse
smelling and smelling
a conveyor belt
of pleasure and revolt

your eyes
holes with no bottom
darting like minnows
carving upside down pictures of it all
into the cave walls
of your skull

your mouth
so fleshy and wet
like a fish
or a heart
not meant to be
on the outside

your ears
magnets for whispers
and roars

and your skin
your wrapping paper
sit on your hands
let the square on the back of your neck
have a turn.

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