Thought Substance

Bodies of molecules
Constitute bodies of atoms
Bound together in the fornication
Of flesh and spirit

Put your hand through
That wall
It’s the same as you are
Essentially a complex
Pattern of joined particles
Coalescing into the eye’s reality
For an inimitable moment
Of life
Or death
Or a combination
Of thought and action.

Skin brushes against skin
In the frivolous exchange
Of living content
While the eye connects
Image with perception
In a private place where
The atomic illusion of the
External dances with the
Internal electric mass
Of life
Or death
Or an amalgamation
Of tangible and intangible
Realities.

Molecules conduct muscles
That then close the eye
And the mechanism locks
Into the sea of introspection
While the thin blades
Of emotion continue
To converse with outer realms
Of life
Or death
Or a combination
Of reason and faith.

Do thoughts contain atoms?
Does the mind produce
Atomic residue that melds
With the atmosphere of ones
Perception?
Thoughts often transform themselves
Into words spoken on the breath
Of tangible creation,
Often imprinting their matter
Onto the receiving circuit
Thus propagating in their mass
And compounding their existence
Until they become action
Which further shapes
The benign surrounding life
Into a reflection of the initial
Seed.

Bodies of molecules
Constitute bodies of atoms
Bound together in the fornication
Of flesh and spirit

And life
And death
And something in between.