biological

waterbears and dust mites
swim
in every pore
each a galaxy
of unseen horror
living across the faces
of every person
you’ve ever dreamt of kissing.

microscopic incidents of
accidental insidiousness
laid bare beneath
the heaving bilipid layers
of water proof residue.

biological warfare
on the playground
of wanton sexual desires
leave a smear
of primordial ooze
along
the boulevards
of banal being.

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