Using Its Own Parts

Our true self is a voice
In the form of energy
Living in our heads
Driving our bodies
Like a temporary
Meat spaceship

Every breath we take
Is like the tic-toc of our own
Biological self destruction clock
Working towards releasing it

We're like the gears 
Of a larger structure
Spiraling into itself
Before reaching the last
Apex curve within
Only to be launched back
To the beginning

Simple yet deliberately 
Over engineered
Like a Rube Goldberg machine
Built by the universe itself
Using its own parts
And it's beautiful
And it's terrifying
To think about
At the same time

Β©James Dennis Casey IV

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