Sarah Sarai

Souls in the Penalty of Flesh

The concept of air humming its tune:
girlhood, Bach crooning, un- and happiness,
a consciousness which materialized into her,
the result of an agreement to fuck on Thursdays,
the overpromise of a diaphragm,
immaterial biology and theoretical physics and boom.
We are much too or not enough ignorant of our splendor.
We are souls in the penalty of flesh
yet by the nectar of flesh we live in the consciousness
of a girl, twelve, twelve and studying
the ambient inhalation of family.