the serpent’s egg

i spied a thing under microscope, and harmless it did seem

it danced in serum jiggily, alone, not on a team

It grew at rates which cancer cells would envy for its speed

and in strange ways it filled its host, though slow their rate of bleed

They called it Rhino-Cackylo-Karmy, they said it’s axons jumped highest

They said it’s dendrites could fire so fast that its arid parts were the driest

While watching it i noticed that it regarded not it’s neighbors

and all of its flagella legs it waved like hungry sabers.

It was during a song which played in the laboratory that we saw its rhythms break through

Strangely enough it mimicked our moves to “I always steal my kisses from you.”

It wasn’t until a senior fellow who once and a while visited our studies

came in to check the work we did, reminding we were not just “buddies”.

He said we know this gene you’ve found, we’ve found it everywhere;

it hides behind the other cells and emits on channels rare

it operates differently in bright light, not as wild and as growing when dark

It rarely takes a rest you see, like children who won’t leave the park

But touch it not, he warned to us, for a viler virus has not been

You’ve given it this new and fancy name, but when we unearthed it, we called it “sin”.