Particle in a Box

Dear body,
geolocater
of my soul,

let my whole
being oscillate
between worlds.

Shall I close the gate
and in-joy myself?

Shall I open
and dissipate?

You cannot sate
the hungers of previous generations,
the mind’s maw,
life’s living.


Word Prompt: gate

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