Sandid

“contagion devours tender networks”

There’s something growing. 

There’s something growing in this fudge. 

Danger sporing, lurking about this soil. 

Planting its hypha throughout the hemisphere. 

In the garden, these weeds are elastic. 

In the garden, these weeds are elastic and chewy. 

Toxic dendrites stretch throughout the cortex, 

contagion devours tender networks. 

Overpowering and decaying neural circuits to  

nothing more than crumbs of rotting cocoa. 

It’s all crumbled. 

It’s all crumbled down and the soil is cakey, 

with remnants of neurons baked into the dirt.  

The crust is flaky, dry, and overheated. 

The ecosystem has died, molded, and gone offline. 

Something has died. 

Something has died in this fudge.