The Host

A cloud of spores floating senseless

Cultural dust drifts along

Becoming lodged, constructing minds -

Incidental audition of hosts

A buzzing brain, hive of notions

Nature favors, selects, and sifts

Born again, brought to life

Ideal parasite

Lashing out, I'll ruin this for everyone. Harboring resentments over injuries

Sustained. You gave a promise to me--and you broke it. And so the sacred oaths

Are undone

Draining ventral canals, purging all feeling. Calling out, the tears have dried

Born again, brought to life

Ideal parasite