Witnessing a Truth - Sept. 23, 2025

walking to the bathroom

in the middle of the night,

I watched my spirit, like a ghostly trailer

being dragged by my body, a beat-up car

the split perspective was disturbing

I’d again remembered a basic truth

flesh and blood are separate from me,

unified only by the habit of daily living

I teetered back to bed

knowing I would awaken

forgetting the experience,

once again bound to a false identity

and the immediate return to slowly losing

at the dying game of life