more headspace war work

when you think about it,
it isn’t implausible
up to a trillion
cells encompass, cushion,
whichever spot is claimed
as today’s overland stopover
for two minutes or for ten
eternities, meaning, each
is its own Zone
and one membrane is gristly
while the neighbor’s membrane
is a squeaky back porch
screen and the trick is
escaping to the convivial


About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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