The chime
Of everyday
Tolls the end
Of you and me
Against that ultimate second
Of second of destiny -
When all is bound up
Tied together in the knot
Of the period -
The final expression
Of wrestling and digressing
Of merely surviving
While exercising -
At least a modicum
Of intelligence of
What it is all about
Other than organic
Cellular biology.
Biology is merely means
To know -
Transmitter and receiver -
Never will I succumb
To it as authority
Of all and end all
Of me.
Biology, you are my means
My furniture -
But I deny thee
As evidence of me.
April 13, 1982
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Reviews of "A Derogation Of Biology"
Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
Reviewed on April 2, 2004
nice job
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on April 2, 2004
Addie..this is spectacular..I agree...
great lines and truth...floria
Reviewed by Dan Summerfield (Reader)
Reviewed on April 2, 2004
Addie;
I must apologize. When these aging eyes first saw the title I thought it said A Derogation of Baloney. Come to think of it...
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great lines and truth...floria
I must apologize. When these aging eyes first saw the title I thought it said A Derogation of Baloney. Come to think of it...
Nice work here.
Dan S.