No Wholes Barred

Please, don’t speak to me of parts and wholes
When you know
There are no such things
In a life that comes and goes
In ebbs and flows…

Except.
In minds that seek to capture every instant.
And put it in a cage.
As a figure set apart.
From where it comes from.
Where it’s going to.

There, to be held under arrest.
As lifeless installation.
Fixated by Definition.
Dissected into fractions