#bacteria
Birds, Herds, and Herbs converge,
Within weeds and trees-- some evergreens,
These roisterous worlds, a wonderous sight!
The flume of art and the womb of life.
But what if I were to say,
This rite has grown dull,
For the true beauty,
Lies in your soul.
Indeed! It's true! You're full of hue,
A teeming world resides in you!
Your body, mind, all shaped by time,
Host to shine of different designs,
Friends, foes, and fair alike,
Within your bounds, have made a life.
So know this well, embrace the view--
The universe is part of you!
Apr 2, 2025
Apr 2, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
Let's burn down the bridges
and shootup the stars
wondering if, we'll ever get far
Dragging our tails
our feet through the mud
washing our hands, covered in blood
The world trying to **** us
Hawking told us too leave
this is something, I truly believe
Ever the end is nigh and near
comet, pandemic return
bacterial death or simply, too burn
Pack up your bags
search all that you know
no way to get there, nowhere to go
Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 8:44 AM UTC
No, I don't understand her...
Who was Helen of Troy...
Who exactly Helen was...
Or what was Troy...
An ancient Greek city...
Was Helen a citizen of that city?
Or maybe she was not...
They also mention Troy to be a Hero...
A Hero from Greece...
Was Helen of Troy a bacteria then!?!
Did she live inside Troy's bowels!?!
So unique!
They fought over a bacteria!
Killed so many for a bacteria then!
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 9:07 PM UTC
So you've got ebola
kiss me anyway
maybe it's a typhoid bug
and you're giving it, away
perchance, it's a malady
that will take my breath, and life
causing me to wanna die
greater pains and horrid strife
press yourself against me
closer than we should
sharing every molecule
taking all the bad
and celebrating
all the good
Sep 26, 2017
Sep 26, 2017 at 11:56 AM UTC
"Micro-organisms are the most powerful force known to man.
Everything relies on these tiny creatures,
And even us, the giants of the climates-
Are subject to a cold wind of a virus."
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Micro-
Economica,
Control every activation-
Watch the electronics-
Spawn and stuff,
Primordial goo is gruff.
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Enough fist-i-cuffs
It's rough.
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Every expression, hides a smaller organism
Smiling and fizzling.
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Micro-organisms,
We are controlled every hour.
We are the wretches...
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Half smiles, packed with germ styles
It's sick.
It's just the way we function- on top of the garbage pile.
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Grasp for the notion-
Emotion is an ocean
Grasp the notion-
Emotion's in commotion.
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It's the essence of a penned hand,
Every letter is different,
that forms un-same words.
The chromosomes that form us-
We are entitled to so much corruption.
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Bold faced lie-
It's agonizing, trying to fight
Having raging black mold
Conformation in cleaning out our insides.
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But I smile...
My teeth crawling with it,
Everywhere,
Carry as I speak."
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 3:25 PM UTC
Sixty degrees on solstice day.
An incubator.
If we go to the beach we can find all the bones of the dead animals
that are supposed to be buried in the snow
and throw them in the lake.
We can dip our heads in the cold water
to wash away these nasty thoughts
growing on our brains like bacteria in the warm weather,
send them into the lake with the bones and the souls of the dead animals
that are supposed to be buried in the snow.
The supercharged atmosphere
zaps my fingers when I open the car door.
Static electricity.
If I collect all that ecstatic magic
I'll let you hold it in your hands
in a jar
and we can watch it dance.
A hundred million fireflies
that should have died on the lips of
December.
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC