A million little pieces of me I leave behind
wherever I go flying away tripping over
hillsides traipsing over there under here
under where cells and bits and molecules
words and waves of sound issued from
within me scratchings on paper microbes
on those things I’ve touched and breathed
upon cells and DNA passed on to my sons
a million little pieces that once were me.
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…and are you.