Meaning, They Tell Me

Meaning, they tell me,
is there for you to find.
in skin folds that weep,
And seep onto the sheets.

In empty eyes.

In wounds that serpent
as they follow paths unknown,
and venture to find
a meaning of their own.

In frenzied steps,
that have no time to pause.
In walls that bear witness
to stories told, and untold.

Meaning is hidden in the depths
of contrast-blasted scans,
and numbers aplenty,
that grace the endless screens.

In fingers that clasp,
refusing to let go,
and bodies that rise
with every single breath.

In circles of life
that wind the unknown paths,
and questions to ask,
but never seek to know.

Meaning, they tell me,
is there for you to find.