Newspaper

It was always the body that thought
It was different from mind and soul.
Body is what thinks on a toilet seat,
Newspaper on lap, soul on wall peg.

Let a world worry inside newspaper.
I sit here on fringe while news rages.
Here I sit , body, fat and full-grown.
News-waves toss corpses of others.

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