Evolution Goldilocks

instinct is your true god
follow it
how in the fug you think we ain't extinct?
just yet
so drive on through
eat and reproduce
live
flawed but perfectly succinct
just enough so
as to flourish among extreme danger
in a goldilocks zone
on wits alone. . .
an empire will rise
from nothing but instinct
bipedal luck
and fleshy genetic momentum

Reviews

[olla]

I am sorry it took me so long to explore your writing.. this is very good.. instinct is so often discounted as unreliable.. like the hunch that was shrugged off when my child was lost.. have we become so use to the digital perfection of expectation that we have forgotten that we even have instincts.. I wonder sometimes..

[pia]

cleverly written poem
i loved the wittiness involved in it
your work is really well done !!

[Davidgeo]

Thank you Pia.