The Violence in Speculation

a beautiful mind
in its ongoing fight
over all the things
that will never happen
threatens our collective calm
by imagining futures
and betterment
releasing trouble
full of advertisements
opening all the doors
at right angles
our bodies tremble
at the sight of
newly invented cure-alls

a stem cell enters
dressed up
suit and tie
holding certificates
patents against Mother Nature
she’s been sleeping
resting up
for the next big wave
a not too distant cousin

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