the small rain down can
The molecule expands once
gripped by frozen fingers--
small cracks spread, erupt,
erode the human works
and dust returns to dust,
skyscrapers rest within
the earth from which they
rose.
The molecule nourishes through
flowing green veins,
until the sturdy cells
grow turgid and burst,
the complex life cracked
and unmade by its own blood
and rots at last to grow another
rose.
The molecule swims a billion
abreast and rocks,
sways with its brethren
at the behest of shuddering earth,
leaps boundaries and rushes
through streets and homes,
leaves only memories of when the sea
rose.
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