Broken-Down Biology Student

Apr 24, 2014 13:52

Where has my imagination gone?
I think, I seriously think, They broke it.
They kept stuffing in the DNAs and the RNAs and the single-stranded viruses and their hydrogen-bonded molecules that were the weakest of bonds (except in certain conditions, when they were the strongest of bonds, you must see).
Enough, I said back then, in the stark, studying woods, a falling tree.
It was not over, it was never over.
They kept cramming in their cell cycles by their knock-down mutations of their precious cyclin-dependent kinases and insisted that I make room for them to keep pounding in their moldy calculus theorems against the hard, prokaryotic scaffold of microbiology, All governed by their dry, bulky Newtonian physics that had to go in, too, no it had to go in, too, but there was no ROOM, I whispered hoarsely, but They did not heed my protests and, in it went, too, exam after exam, solidifying scientific intent while my existential insides flattened, suffocating, until they. fucking.
broke.
it.

And this.
This is why I cannot have nice things.
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