Synthropy

I wake up…

that’s all I do anymore.

Life happens, but I try not

to get in the way.

I throw myself into 

the appropriate arenas

knowing that nothing

much will happen.

It’s as if I was alive,

but I don’t believe it

anymore. I feel the 

transcendence of human 

spirit, meaning not much

just relaxing to the point

where there is no separation.