Memento Mori

IRON Your wrinkles all you want, there’s no
BASIS for believing you’ll escape death, no
WAIVER for the fate that makes our life a
VAPOR, a mist that burns away as the sun rises.

Story of Body and Spirit

PUBIC, crotch, groin: words flare in creature’s attention,
ENNUI, lost purpose drags on spirit’s fragile state.
UNDUE focus might choose body, might choose spirit, thus not
EXCEL at story of body and spirit, thus pick threads from aa seamless garment.