Cell Reformation

To swiftly multiply
I’d take a year or two
It’s all you’re made to do

If the walls ever bite
Rebirth under its teeth
And mislead its senses

What’s the fragrance in there?
What do you seek out here?

Locked in there as we too
Are locked on earth till time
Blends bones back to clay

Committing me to health
Pinky promised you’ll work
For ovaries and eggs

What’s the fragrance in there?
What do you seek out here?

And to your able hands
I commit my spirit
I commit my illness.

LARDO