I have reconfigured.
I have readjusted.
I’ve reformed,
and reconstituted.
I’ve changed, converted,
reverted, to a prior, livelier
more vivacious version,
that I tried to abandon,
by pursuing the enlightenment,
entitlement, enrichment,
and unrealistic expectations
of modern man.
I’ve shaken hands with my predecessors,
and reconnected to those who laid
the ground upon which I
place my feet.
I know the obsessions of cogitation
and its powers upon our musculature.
But the mind finds little satisfaction,
without its possession of the body.
And the heart feels nothing,
without the flesh.
So I slink down, from
a two-legged stance,
to that of four.
I revert to a primal, snarling, angry dog,
but I am a complex creature,
and thus, have retained all of my learned tricks.
Humbly yours,
J