Body

Body

A Poem by MatthewMcCosh
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As Frost walked
with body ---
so for the mind:
witnessing the walls and
roads, of course
in the image
battling the same
words as we always
have: since the
original sin, since
the hemlock graciously
cascading down the disgesting
canals towards the colosseum
touring victorious
down the winding roads --- with
no other path; truly
the s****y part of it all
intertwined
betwixt body and
mind or soul
if you believe that
Socrates---
whom I imagine
the primordial
bodybuilder, his back Atlas
arched under the whole
globe with no care for
form--- that was Air is tottle
or Playdoh or
some other
Academy boy rhyming about
fences and good
neighbors the kind who love
a wall between them and that
swell of Socratic muscle
flexing through their thin
fences,
white,
picket---
actually, probably marble
giving you an even better idea
of how much
this amalgamation of pusling
valleys rippling
from the crushing gauntlet
to the traps so plain
upon the broad shoulders growing
at the base of the mountains,
squatting below the evil
clouds,
all floaty
with vapor
platitudes and
what wasting a
single fiber
attached to every joint
painstakingly, like
meditation really,
tearing down all 
these
Walls. 

© 2017 MatthewMcCosh


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Added on October 29, 2017
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Tags: modern, english, poetry, philosophy, body, mind, self

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