The well dressed matron stared,
"In everything that lives, from substantial advances, to raw meat,
why is there no way of restoring the unpredictable, into the significant?"
The tall dignified man to her left, lowered his newspaper,
"life is not completely understood" He said.
An arrangement of beautifully awkward molecules,
but no one had ever bothered to give them names.
From the collection of poems entitled 'Mountains and Polymers as an alegory for life'
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