Monday, October 19, 2009

I sing the body.

I sing the body eclectic
with all the bits and pieces
that comprise it.

I sing the little metal
gears that move back and
forth keeping time.

I sing the graceful hands
that display the obvious and
the not so obvious.

I sing the golden case
which houses the whole and
the sum of its parts.

I sing the body eclectic
because it is of my body.