Two Poems

Poem 1:

Mitosis is
when one cell splits to heal
repair and
grow
But meiosis makes new people
I don’t know which happened to us

Poem 2:

  
It might be a camp fire
or a small sun but
it is the beam of a lighthouse
to this blinding cone

All light penetrates darkness but
yours penetrates yet more light
That’s a hell of a trick reserved for
angels and
their baked goods

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