Flesh Form

the spirit rose – foto Smith

Flesh Form

Not so much I mind the flesh
but the pains,
sweat, elimination, eating,
not being able to fly
are not to my design.
I want to soar, swoop, swirl, whirl . . .

Except I do mind this meat prison me
free flow flux
caged in flesh
gravity
earth
time
when I wish sky, beyond, why . . .

— Smith, 8.30.2012

fleshform- foto Smith