Just Maybe

Just maybe… If we could cat-scan our souls,
We could reveal the things our hearts conceal.
Perhaps we could identify the hole
That spills the emotions we ought to feel.
If we could X-ray the words that we say,
I wonder what language we'd come to know.
If placed upon our panoptic display,
Would the symbolic meanings come to show?
Would we detect the tiny infarctions
That distinguish the selves we've lost and found?
What truths lie in our spirit's construction,
And will we see them in the ultrasound?
If so, do we even deserve to see?
Our only answer is a ‘just maybe.'

poem by Tim Stensloff
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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