Perfect Union
from HEY, DIDDLE DIDDLE

“I’m lonely,” an amoeba said.

“There’s no one in my life or bed.

This drop’s as empty as can be!

I think I’ll make another me,”


And split. Each half embraced the other

as soulmate, partner, friend, and brother,

twin selves to call each other clone

and neither anymore alone.


How fortunate those happy few

who find themselves both one and two!