Undertow

This life is a life
Which for the life of me
I cannot understand

I believe that there are kernels within kernels
Joining
That there is a life
We lead
And there is th seamlessly at life
Too
Which leads us
and life there also is
I firmly add
Which lives more vigorously
By hiding behind the
scenes
The full frontal life we lead
It's mere camouflage
And a world of life
Teems behind our eyes
Dreams
Teasing us
Chasing out
Gold from sand
Shoals of
Reality

I want that life.
I want that life.
I can get it
I can see it
When I kill my mind
And close my eyes
There's a body
of life
There's life
A subtext that hides

Like behind these very words
I write
The poem writes about me
As I write.
Not what I said...
But
The poem is the undertow
Of waves breaking
In my head.

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