Preposterous

The thought that I

Might not really love you,

Would be as preposterous

As the ten trillion or so cells

In my body and the one-hundred

Trillion or more bacteria residing

There, reaching a consensus that there

Is no other body in the universe but mine.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Falling” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

7:42 PM December 29, 2012

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