What I Am

Am I just,

A vessel,

A cup of fresh air

A hole of flesh and blood

A cavern in some forgotten mountain

A step in a step in a step

A rung on the ladder of time

An empty beer bottle

A scaly snake’s shed skin

A vacant hotel room

A fireplace in August

A hidden drawer in an old oak desk

A plastic funerary boat

A rusted halo on an angel’s head

A poor man’s wallet

A brown envelope never once posted

A shoe box with only one shoe

A missing person’s bodiless casket

An unfilled cargo plane

A hollow tree on the edge of the loneliest wood

 

Maybe.

 

I am just

A human.

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