poetry

human

what does it mean

to be human?

I am cells, alight,

atoms and molecules

changing, and growing

and dying.

I sometimes think

I would be more beautiful

if I were damaged,

more precious

if I were dust,

but we are all supernovas

there is stardust in your

bloodstream

and somehow,

something seems wrong

about destroying it.

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