consumption metta
may you be devoured, may you be consumed
at once you emerge from a mother's womb
know the cosmic feast is a karmic debt
may you be devoured, may you be consumed
.
milk froth, from her nipple liquid prana spumes
latch onto her breast, find hunger infects
at once you emerge from a mother's womb
.
give of yourself: your art, each workday commute,
love freely and realize life's parasitic breadth
may you be devoured, may you be consumed
.
the clock eats quickly your hours—impugn
not the finitude of flesh, assured one final breath
at once you emerge from a mother's womb
.
be sated at last, your body entombed,
atoms disassemble at damp earthen depths
may you be devoured, may you be consumed
.
carbon soil feeds flora feeds fauna; you are exhumed
behold, impossibility of death!
at once you emerge from a mother's womb
may you be devoured, may you be consumed
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