Microbes

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.]

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