Falling Off - Saintseneca

I fell from Heaven

Head heavy with this message

The flesh is your reference

For knowing the soul

When I was the leaven

The yeast they steep the bread in

What I said I meant as the sediment

In bowls of swollen dough

Don’t I know

Old as you are all you ever do is wander

You’ll come around someday soon you’ll see

Apoptosis

You’re always ending

Life in the body is an intention

All that you know in the instance

Is lost in the waves of existence

A laceration sufficiently deep

My body still wears a scar in the knee

So when you live off every scrap of your self

Take solace in knowing as somebody else

Though time will tear our bodies off

The you that I knew will not be forgot

No the you that I knew will never be lost

You are a current

You are a tide

And of the contents

The tenuousness of life

All that you wait on

All that you long for

When you attain it

You will be no more