Future Dirt

This poem is a twisted love poem of sorts; it is essentially saying that all things, people, emotions, and possessions are all one and the same: energy. Energy is forever.
Oh and one more thing; the dirt it is referring to is a recent scientific discovery of a type of mud on earth that can create single-celled organisms (or rather, RNA/DNA) without any crazy reactions (perhaps the origin of life).

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"Future Dirt"

I look beyond the future dirt
That I have come to know as
necessary material possessions
I see the atomic structure
As one and the same as my marrow and my
electronic impulses
exploding!
in sequence to form a
thought

It tra i l s i n t o t h e

It trails into the infinite spectrum of senses
Tastes, and colors, and emotions, and something
Unexplainable

Lying on my bed with Gil
I am always at home here, in this box
Of a planet we call "Earth"
Of an earth we call home

Lying on my bed with Gil
He said that they discovered the origin of life
chemical reactions
exploding!
in a sequence to form a
vessel

a history
a continent
a universe
a cell

He said that they discovered the origin of life
In a type of mud
It's a scientific and a theocratic doctrine
To the true nature and blessing of our bond
Energy
Exploding between my cold exterior
An entrance between the gateways
Of soul to soul

A bullet train for the truth of a matter
Always on time between the digits of
That man's warmth and mine

98 degrees

He said that they discovered the origin of life
In a bucket of mud
I can almost inhale the earthy texture of this
Sometimes granular and satisfying e m o t i o n
A material posession we've come to take for granted
Future dirt