The spattering of cells, those rival spagellas whipping and lashing.
Moving faster than the speed of mammal machination, reaching an orb that is undefined and dormant.
Plunder and pillage. An unwelcomed guest making itself at home.
Oh, grow up, will you? Listen to your spawners. Clothe thyself. Become the endless cycle.
Or are you worried about the meaning of it all?
Gestate. Engorge. Enlarge. Decide. Whither. Decompose.
Simple is the common among us, but we lavish complexity. Throw the feces at the window. It’s too clear. Too clean.
Oh, habitat. Save me from my discomfort. Look at the outlier that is me. Babble. Laugh. Cry. Kill. Make speeches. And scroll through the uninteresting.
Pace and calm.
And death to us all.