The Human As Animal; The Animal as Elements Grown Wild

A culmination
That's what a person is.
Bit of this and that
For old reasons.

I saw fingers one time,
They were just meat logs
Belonging to someone else for a minute,
Then they were hands again.

Sometimes I see people;
They wear clothes,
But I see the people underneath.
It's like how with a mannequin
You can tell it's just some clothes on a mannequin.
And with a person,
It's like, those are a people.

Or how toes and hands look so similar.
That's weird.
Or even eyes,
I need my eyes,
but they're just some weird things like meat,
But I don't even know what makes eyes.

What's an eye made out of?
What's a fingernail?

Why is a plant?
When is a person?
Normal.