Breeders

I'm Growing Seed in a Haystack

I Give It a Splash of Green

It's Not the Sun

It's Not the Water

There's Something More to Make Me Live

And I Breed and I Can't Feel But Sap Tears When I'm Cut Off

I'm a Living Gnat

Mating and Flying

We're Two But Seem One

Like a Siamese Kind of Thing

Or If I Was Propped in to a Mirror

And I May Not Even Feel But I Drop Blood Tears,

I Stole From Beings

Cos' I'm Only Here For Reproduction So

That My Coded Information Is Passed On and On

And On An I Can Have a Glimpse At Immortality