Being Where You Sleep

Don’t you think it’s eerie
That most of you arrived
From beyond the body,

Transmitted by bodies,
Libraries, and machines
Manipulating waves,

Settling into a brain
In drifts of sediments,
Words, spores, and parasites,

Shaped by shifting contexts
Many generations
Deep, millenniums deep,

Yet, despite your diffuse
Parade of origins,
You’re tied to one body

So long as you’re a mind?
Your thoughts head everywhere,
But you live locked in there.