immunity

In my skin

My ever faithful projection, sewed deep into my essence with pulsing ducts, red and spewing ideas into life.  

My thanks undying, as you carry out so diligently, to protect and to serve.  

In this human-craft, worthy of space travel, this vessel to our will, bends and glides through the permeable sea of a surrounding universe.

Effortless in my stride, as my gaze casts ahead to obstacles my own size.  In unison, do our battles rage; in my thousand egos of a thousand sons, and in your cursed creatures, multiplied in microcosm and hurtling against our webbing of glistening skin. 

On this forefront, dived deep, ever unknowing to our eyes, the war of timeless aggression, your protecting tirelessly until the 25th hour of our lives.  

With my bountiful breaths, I may share my appreciation – twirling magnificent and massive, among the other dazzling forms.  

In the gaping of smiles, under our burdens of leisure, the vastness, glowing, orb of mood set beneath the ballroom chandelier, I bow down to serve you!

So my plentiful existence may prove worthy to your selfless efforts, and keep me upright, and even, in my meandering mind.

-Julien J. O’Reilly