Scientific Mind

A scientific mind--



A messy mind--

spilling over the margins

scrawling like worm tracks

Human Mind


Studying the smallest possible parts of



I wonder if they are amazed

every time

they look up

from the screen

and see 

hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands of

tiny units of life

basic, basically infinite

as well as we can conceive anyways

into combinations and

folds upon folds of variety

built in to skin

on the face of a colleague 

and the structure and meat




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