Reflexively Talking

A Poem by Unknown Known

Reflexes

I wonder how much we are awake for.
How many things we do without realizing or remembering.
Like a reflex, you don’t realize what you are doing until it’s done.
I wonder what else is our reflex.
Maybe a kiss?
Maybe a deed.
Charity…?
Is death a reflex itself?
Or is it life?

© 2017 Unknown Known

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Added on December 8, 2017
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