TitledA Poem by ZatoichiThe unexamined life is not worth living.- Socrates
Examination in progress, vivisection of a soul
conducted in a noisy closet full of freeze-dried ghosts. Cells coated in aspic, thrust into the bright, microscopic exploration of the interrogative/circulatory system, revealing the answers sought, infinitely inscrutable in their fractal beauty. © 2020 ZatoichiAuthor's Note
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