Writing from the stemistry lab
Adhesive life particles of clones
by Christopher Barnes
I split hairs with him.
To speak he’s inbeing,
Natal, life-like –
I’m specimened
Not clotted skin-deep miracle-making
An ologyist’s destination.
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He eats my words.
His legend is an atom.
Conception’s all his own.
Now or never – Narcissus –
Punctures surface friction drag
With a pebble. I’m lost in rippled clouds
But I’ll re-spectre.
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He is not me.