dogmata

He took his pulse
religiously, and checked 
his soul's cholesterol. 
His regimen was self
-designed to keep himself 
obsessed and all.

With God, humanity
and Earth. With nature
supernatural, he kept 
the faith and exercised.
His workouts were
exceptional.

All to what end? What 
goal? What point? It wasn't 
clear, at least to him. It
seemed the thing to do,
somehow. There didn't 
have to be a sin.