In response to rozk

[avevale_intelligencer]

A friend tells me that, if there is no soul,
There is no clash of body against mind.
I hate to be contentious, but I find
The case is rather different, on the whole.

For flesh and mind are clashing all the time;
The flesh says "eat!", the mind says "lose some weight."
The mind cries "run!", the flesh drones "vegetate,"
The soul is no wise guilty of this crime.

Am I the athlete who desires to run,
Or else the slugabed who yearns for quiet?
Do I crave food, or would I rather diet?
The I that speaks is both, and neither one.

When flesh and mind contend with shouts obscene
I place the soul--the self--smack in between.

Comments

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

I feel like a bystander at the Tudor court.

[zanda-myrande.livejournal.com]

I don't know where you'll get one at this time of night...

[keristor.livejournal.com]

Splutter! Please don't say things like that while I'm drinking *g*.

(I really envy the way you (two, or is it one?) can write this sort of thing. The highest I get in writing poetry is limericks.)

[zanda-myrande.livejournal.com]

It's definitely two. rozk is a respected literary figure and way out of my league as a poet; I suspect my side is taking a lot more effort to produce than hers is.

[keristor.livejournal.com]

From where I sit you are all one, I've never seen the two of you together *g*.

[batyatoon]

See icon.

[zanda-myrande.livejournal.com]

My work here is done. :)