Her Body Was Her Best Part
Surely Not Her Soul
Her body was her best part
surely not her soul
especially that she had none
none of us do
yet too many hold that we have one
I looked for mine
it must be where the Sun can’t shine
a personal black hole
I looked for hers
it must be in her smile
and the way her laugh fills my heart
Body will always be more important
at least to me
than any so-called soul
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Her body is still her best part
no matter her fictitious soul
which she feels in her head
where the brain manages
to keep it in existence
by playing games
with those who love to play
with make believe and what if
and all the other good things
as reality doesn’t give a shit
about anything
even itself
since it’s created by every brain
ready to play again
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John Coltrane - Body and Soul
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Comments (12)
This is thought provoking. Thanks for sharing!
Nice work
Love this 😍
Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
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I love it! Best!
Favorite line: "It must be in her smile"
Deftly done! If every brain creates reality, why is it so bloody consistent for each one?
Good work.
congrats on the top story!
Fictitious soul, I loved that! Fantastic poem!
Good work, and I am impressed that you included 'Trane at the end.