A world without insects 
Is not even a spurl
Curl toes if needed

But these little aphids
And lice and fleas
Caryatid less numerous hearts

Contrails may be power
But tiny legs and short lives
Hold up the fuel and riders

Stasis nihilists are parasite worshippers:
Gain and profit and solitary victory
Are the ken of ticks

With a hundred percent transmission
Of crimes disease
Ignorance's debilitating kiss

Sucked out from wherever
The paper teeth can cut
The long way is the true faith

No need to take it on credit
There is a well-stormed path
Still standing water (drinkable)

In which each inter-actor's actions
Sunrise and call and die and sieve
In an orchestra that lives and gives

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