i wandered into the building block of life for a lesson in biology,
my itching brain fathoming the enigmatic wonders of cytology.i found myself before a place cleped, by hooke when probing a slice of cork, "cells",
because to him, they echoed the spaces in a monastery where monks dwelled.i was told that primitive aficionados limited the cells to cysts,
oh but i knew, as i stood before a phospholipid molecular wall, that there are many more delphic conundrums this block intertwists.this wall bears the labyrinthine configuration of the cell,
regulating the tellurian matters, sanctioning it in or elsewhere it's propelled.i, a mortal of the soil, place my hand on the wispy barrier, the molecules feeling sloppy against my palm,
the coat warmed beneath my touch, unlacing, to let me pursue my wanderings without any qualms.i encounter two phospholipid bilayers and as it separated for my approach, i am met with elements and compounds gently concocting a viscous, colourless material,
and before leaving, i caught a glimpse of threads stitched into the acids of heritage and framed genealogical.exiting into a stage, various corporal anatomies come into sight,
for independent chemical affairs, they're scattered into this coagulated site.analogous to anthropoid organs with precise structures and distinct characters,
evolutionary and replicationary theories; the apparatuses and reticula chatter.for the last time, the armoured wall comes into view,
and back into the earthlings' realm, i am diffused.as i depart from the foundation of life, my overwhelmed brain hums admirations for the neoterics of cytology,
for now i know, it is not simple to wander into the foundation of biology.
a poem i wrote for my bio holiday homework which stunned tf outta my teacher and yea it was v dramatic, i read it aloud in class and went back to my seat, no one said anything for a moment lol cue the bollywood music
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• 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬 •
Poetry"𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐬; 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠�...