I may be this thing,
you call human
I am composed of flesh
but my thoughts are deceiving:
why is yawning contagious? why doesn’t it transfer between species?
why are some of my beard hairs red and white, mixed in between the black?
how long does it take for human nails to decompose and what is the overall weight of the discarded hand and foot nail total, over the entirety of human history?
how many chairs are there in the world?
how many people are having sex right now, as you read this? died while you read? were born?
is sex the ultimate reason for life? to beget more of its evolutionary result, and through all the convoluted attempts at manipulating the superficial, do we just end up in bed copulating, only feeling a satisfaction?