Oh, so many of so many kinds,
That, when you stop to sort them out,
You will soon fall behind,
The actual living that you're trying to sort out,
So instinct is the only sense,
That offers any help in navigating,
Through any given event.
And you may think that reaction is only,
A coordinated effort of the usual five,
And that no life can happen without them,
Never mind that you could not stay alive.
Except you would be alright,
Even if all your five senses were gone,
Because you're body'd still have the sense to absorb,
Nutrients fed through injection.
No comments:
Post a Comment