Micro organisms (2024)



Micro organisms

Beach is not quiet

Waves crash

Big ones, over and over

Sand is churned

Micro organisms are thrashed about


I envy them

They probably don't have thoughts like,

I want to be a perfect amoeba, the most perfect one on this beach

By the time they think that

The next unforgiving wave comes

Washes them away into cold depths 

With every wave, they are restored

To their primal stupor 


But perhaps they sing

I saw a powerful wave breaking

And my brain thought, 

Part of Your World 🧜‍♀️🎶

I belted out the little tune

Then, seeing other humans around at this ungodly hour at the beach

Felt embarrassed


Micro organisms, I'm sure

Don't feel shame when they sing 


Like the waves

The stars remind me

We are just tiny specks of dust

With life as brief as a blink


My quiet thoughts are disturbed

By a drunk person talking out loud

Some gibberish only he can fathom

But maybe he's just singing

Like the micro organisms

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