Ignorance and

Cellular memory I dare not write it I live it, rather I am pointed steadfast Energy made kinetic Blind fury made elastic And what would fall Cascading, into the cracks Of that concrete path, time stained Ruptured by slow but persistent Roots of ambivalent nature A sensory lesson in blind aperture Why, the streets are painted Not with oil, but light Scattered spectrum Emancipated and liquified The path of leaves their crucible The destination pretentious and upseting Dammit; the engine died Turn over, choke splutter Anxiety quelling in my knees A lie come forth of nothing more Than vanity's pregnant breath So that I may repent, nay learn. Mitosis, division The ephemeral creation Stored function (You know what I mean) How…how does it bleed out How are memories made tactile and glacial? The cell, the cell, the cell.