INTERSECT,

INTERSECT

drank a draught of
tepid apocalypse
out of a polystyrene cup

not as extreme a beverage
as those now become commonplace
with emerging cults

where
blood is essential
to fuel
the engine of the cosmos

from spiral arm, vast nebulae,
and
everyday Sun

beneath the streets, in the fields
mutation has
inspired much runaway
evolution
a DNA circus with
no ringmaster ar large

creatures feeding almost
exclusively on
rapturous research
biologists

whose pathways to
discovery now
so strikingly intersect