The Bacteria is The Big Implicit

Tense, gazes that judge smiles of disengagement.
‘You’ is what the genealogy of your becoming and your actions’ subtleties of hope generate
in the perception of heart’s failures:
COHERENCE
Being too much of anything,
Being too little of something,
FACES OF DARK REFLECTION

Roots spreading through the cracks in a frailed personality
pictured by analogical addiction,

Virtual propension might beam a helmet
composed of Other’s experience.
STOIC FACES
Life cradled by satisfaction and arrivals,
Yogurt,
the bacteria gives life same as viruses bring death.
The virus here is honesty, and who decides what honesty is, is
inebriated exchanges of sense.