Death born as us
borne within us
every second of every minute
not even masquerading or posing
undetectable not because
it is a part of us
but because it is us
not even waiting to be
just being
Existing
as us
innocent until darkened
innocuous until stained
until the will to live eternal
grips it at its core
wrenches the madness
inside its shell
until finally, when the time has come
a time not even it could determine
it unleashes life as its ultimate weapon
killing us with an overabundance of it
cells upon cells upon cells
feeding us the life it takes from us
feasting with a gargantuan appetite
until monstrous, adipose, ignoble
deformed beyond belief and recognition
now a behemoth, yet celerous and cunning
with unlimited resources and craft
infests and corrupts, multiform
unique and multiple
insatiable, unoblivious but adamant
because in fine the lifeblood
can flow eternal
life only matters
its fear of death killing it eventually
Unstoppable, suicidal
outpacing our ability to cope
with its greed, its power
the aporia irreconcilable
killing us eventually
for just being
a cell, a soul, us all –
It starts, and ends, with us.
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