Tuesday, 15 May 2012

The cancerous cell
Turns a page and then another page.
It can't put the book down. It reads
Faster and faster. It will read
Through the night until the story 
Is finished. The doctor says
Don't worry, we have ways to cure
Its obsession, stop it from going on, turn
It towards a different ending, its own.
The book of your body won't be
Read in a single night, in a few
Months, in a year. It will go on and on
Like an epic, until it has exhausted
Itself, and all possibilities, with its 
Knowledge, until it has taken in 
Enough worlds to become a universe.

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