All living things writhe with secrets
Beneath polished shells and pristine petals
Lies decay's quiet work
The proudest rose feeds on rotting bones
While doves, those symbols pure and white
Harbor countless squirming lives within
We are no different
Beneath our manufactured shine
Raw biology betrays us
Our bodies: intricate machines of meat
Processing waste, generating heat
A universe of microbes claim us home
Imperfections map our skin like stars
Unwanted growths sprout wild and free
Nature mocks our vanity
With savage, untamed artistry
Who dares call life beautiful?
Peel back one perfect layer
Watch order dissolve to chaos
Yet in this mess of meat and bone
Beats something fierce and true
A defiant pulse that makes us whole.
