Existence

musings

An eye socket

dark and hollowed out

like the hole

one of many made by

a woodpecker

burrowing

The sheer image of death

clean, full, and complete

a tepid bowl of water

in which to wash sheets of life

clean 

of every stain in the human spectrum 

a neat, rational selfishness with no regard

because 

none is needed 

   because there is 

no societal constraint for an immovable force