I Noticed the 21st Is Ascension Day
Sarah Sarai

You’re heading true north
but truth is
elusive, useless even.
Incorporeal monads have soul.
Corporeal monads got it rough.
And I think therefore divides
man and beast merely. After that
it’s a free-for-all. The roots
of monasticism, I learned
last night, are in plain sight, mono,
one body being ample
for a lifetime.

In six days you will be dust
(or not), perspective being everything
and a bias. In six days in your eyes
the shebang: a speck approaching
or receding. Happy birthday.

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