Soul Singular (a poem)

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Params, contracts, social and otherwise,
the bind of agreement,
the harmony,
the subversion of sentient creatures into a different system,
beyond society even,
at least in the terms—

think:
the single cell creature,
ever imagined being one in a trillion
just to support a single trigger
in a multi-system arrangement?

The establishment,
the document,
the ledger—

can love move beyond utility
and still be sacred?

who decided what makes us souls
and, who decided to make us soup,
and when did that shared hive
begin buzzing on such scale

the queen cast,
the codes,
the roles and permissions,
the equipment,
and providence

collective, us, amen,
two or more,
the architecture,
the protocols,
the mechanics and the dna