SURREAL BIOLOGY - An 'Inner Body' Experience

Sometimes I feel a loosening,  
not a rise or fall  
but a sideways slip  
into the body’s secret dream~  
the one it keeps folded  
behind the pulse.  

Inside, everything is surreal.  
The ribs bloom like pale petals,  
opening and closing  
with a slow botanical breath.  
Capillaries curl like red vines,  
twining around thoughts  
I haven’t had yet.  

I wander deeper,  
past the soft machinery  
of muscle and memory,  
where neurons spark  
like tiny bioluminescent fish  
darting through a midnight reef.  

The heart meanders by~  
not beating, but floating,  
a warm, wandering lantern  
in search of its own echo.  
I follow its glow  
into a chamber~  
where cells gather like pilgrims,  
trading stories in chemical syllables  
I almost understand.

Here, my body feels ancient~  
a living archive  
of every dream, wound, wonder  
I’ve ever carried.  
And as I move through it,  
I realize I’m not leaving myself  
but meeting myself  
in places I never knew existed.  

An inner-body experience~  
not escape,  
but entry  
into the surreal biology  
that has held me  
all these years.

12th gradejourneyfree verse

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