Working Condition

My eyes see
And my ears hear.
My nose smells,
My tongue tastes,
And my skin feels.

At times my
Heart makes my eyes tear,
My ears ring, my nose run.
At times I lose my sense of taste, and
My ability to feel.

This vehicle that contains me,
That comprises me,
is me.

It's in working condition.
It has not been pushed to the limit.
It does not know its limit.