it's a poem that deals with the borderline of the destructive side of the cogitating
living matter & the actions based on this... written in form of a "parasonett"...
man's mems & genes
in this world's scenes
at one's wit's end
& in no way platonic
nor up to be histronic -
nothing is harder than to maintain
the equilibrium at the membrane...
Saluton al chiui!