microbes
have a rationale
all their own
any
who refuse it
refute their own
prey
creation’s trick
prayer’s request
dominion
a double-edged sword
chooses a long suicide
namer
undone by a word
led to undoing
hisser
creatively unheard
uncurls fantasies end
spoiler
despoils their nest
and subsequent rest
beasts
feast downward
microbes upward
meet
in the middle
and begin again
swap
roles Wart-like
learning magic
until
a next Camelot
fades to mist
karma
a fearsome face
lifts its head
rest
in unexplained peace
. . . !
[Just finished “The Master of the Microbe: A Fantastic Romance” by Robert W. Service, 1926. A novel of reluctant detecting regarding a plot to seed the “Purple Pest” into France. Well out-of-print but still available.]