Soul search
I like the soul
the Rhythm
The energy in the gut
when words come together
in a way that gets me deeply
Soul is spirit with shit
So that nothing
Is clean
And nothing is dirt
everything matters
all is holy
And love
Is what makes
eyes wet
hearts beat
And the fingers
Search for tendernesses
When
All sense says
Give up
No no no
Say yes to life
Death will have its
appointed moment
Until then fuck
