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My soul and it's home

Posted: 02 Aug 2016, 18:23
by Metomorpher
hermit crabs don't get nearly enough credit
lugging around everything they are everyday
imagine Sunday strolls!
my soul is heavy enough and my body barely a shell but oddly enough weight is not wholly scientific
a Sunday stroll around my bones would find them sound so what rattles in my chest?
we are all hermit crabs, our world just the rocks we crawl on
leaving a slime trail to prove we exist
why do we pretend that our possessions belong to anyone but the sun?