Bouncing Ball

Most of me is on automatic.

My heart beats, my lungs suck, my eyes blink.

The rest of my organs work together.

I'm semi-aware of activities

I perform-- tie my shoes, drive my car,

draw a cigarette, do my job.

For the most part I'm a bouncing ball

that ricochets through convoluted layers.

I wonder, will I survive impact?

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