one cell

one cell says 
to another

walk your human
over here


i can use a charge

making love. to a cell

everybodys in another galaxy

these days

touchtone crazy

going mobile

making love to their



The design we had over land.
The way we forced our thoughts into the world. We were driven toward self-preservation as far back as collective thought could remember.

How very strange and unbecoming, then, when some of us took upon themselves the call for cellular death.