Petri dish dream

The Petri dish dream Connected but never welded, growing together  What should be disgusting is familiar Sweet diminutive individual,  Praised, needed & malleable explosive Is it The Touch of My Hand or the rotisserie itself portraying heavy hairy gates  To kinda ~ Hell ~ Random and important,  Sexy and not so frightening,  ...in a planetary common field Depends on your lense Plugging an organ here and there In a dangerous, thorny and shapeable soil Inside you, around you, fucking you,  Where the detached observer is indeed a biosphere Everytime We Touch, There is no self interest in the  Inaccessible to view - that’s a lie. Uptake there is. How twisted otherwise Here, have a chair, and please,  Feel very welcome in our oxidized niche Pauline Coquart