The ancient ones awake at twilight,
we walk the earth in fresh skin.
So many discarded
we’re all together
for the first time since
The children play with their
toys of war;
let them learn while they’re young.
We have our own space
we know this snake skin will only last,
a little while.
The bacteria in full bloom corrupts
the spherical cell,
floating and spinning through the aether,
breaking through the wall and
consuming the life-giving minerals
Soon the white cell comes to clean up,
let’s dance inside this mystery until