It's like a staple
syrup of light
a comfort of sorts
a staple yet uneven
Slightly out of shape
so tiny yet so concentrated
half embedded in reality
half embedded in fantasy
staples keep walls and paper together
what keeps the human spirit tethered to the body?
a staple that holds all parts the body together
To the unseen unreal energy
blinding light inside that staple
spirit glue
mis-shapen
hanging off a ledge
a hook
on a crane
On top of a life
stacked like a broken building
a staple to bring things together
maybe a solution
not in the shape of a bent staple
not a heavenly scheme
something so solid
it could hold up a locomotive
train toward some sequel
perhaps still being worked on assembled with the remaining staples
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