Gray Materia
a silent silver colored bundle of everything that makes up what it is exactly that
sparks inside the greater ramifications of every single solitary movement & moment
coming upon the turning self within/without &
brown when living inside,
the CNS comprised of
dendrites, neuronal cell bodies,
the glials & the capillaries---
administering & governing
the brain, the muscles,
seeing, speaking, hearing,
all emotional facets,
all memory &
the perception of senses,
the grey matter comes down to the
nitty
gritty
of things---
churning, clicking, purring, humming,
manufacturing all reality within the experience of
being alive,
at the mercy of this matter we
wait,
walking & completely oblivious to the
universe within us---
and though they say we lose it with age,
we pump ourselves full of omega3’s,
do katz’s Neurobics, fill our lives full of
new subjects, new instruments, a new language,
a new route to work, a new book, a new film,
a new friend, a new joke, a new moment
right now to enhance our capacity to live longer with a
stronger ability to
remember.
Copyright © Andrew Delapruch | Year Posted 2011
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