The critters
scurry within the memories that wither
and decompose from flesh to bone
eating what has grown
from the past
allowing life to outlast
the end of a breath.
Reseeding wisdom
adding in their own
liquids in a lab
a little bit in with a dab
a little bit out with a grab.
At night they imagine
in the morning they put thoughts into actions
erase the last
a new antidote better than the past
a ticket a price
nothing free is ever right.
As the critters re-examine
fighting famine
taking out nutrients
to conquer shelf life they change variants
as they thrive
within another’s demise
they learn
ignore parts over worn
and continue chattering beneath the boards.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Temperamentally Tina 