I am a virus a swath of bacteria a genetic mess aware in hysteria.
I’m a slug reaching for awareness shedding the shells and cracks in my neck
I’m the Ace of Spades The King of hearts a diamond for my queen every card in the deck.
I’m wobbly I’m weary and the mirror looks right back.
Chance in opportunity Luck homeward bound Imperfect operation ball of rubberbands
when I reach into impossible I achieve a new Stretch. and when its possible I start a new stretch.