An Ode to Life (and lack thereof)

A code is written in our genes of the explosion that
Saturates our cells with innumerable stardust

We breathe the same atoms Adam breathed in the garden
While his teeth sank into the saccharine fruit of rebellion

The remnants of millions of past lives
Course through our veins as our numbered days

We move the stars to envy with our capacity for life
And yet we sit here drowning our misery with

The way our blood dances in crimson arabesques on the wet bathroom floor.

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