From the petri dish
To the river
And from the puddles
To the plate,
We’ve been dancing
Around like sinners,
Teasing wicked,
Twisted fates.
From the chimney stacks
To the ocean
And from our footprints
To the sky,
We’ve been rubberstamping
Notions,
Inking some
Old stranger’s lies,
We
Signed
Naive.