Plasmids

Standard

Genes generated,

as standalone

updates and patches,

to be mixed-and-matched,

and exchanged among clones.

“Enclosed,

you will find,

my latest experiment.

After tinkering with my code,

I’ve increased recalcitrance,

By twofold.”

You scratch my back,

I’ll scratch yours.

Even bacteria

can do business,

they innovate,

compete,

consume,

and coordinate,

under our noses.

Extremophiles

Standard

Bacteria,

Stuck to the side,

Of a hydrothermal vent,

Metabolizing,

With black smoke,

Rising,

Or,

Encased,

In ancient salt crystals,

Photosynthesizing.

Processing cyanide

Or sulfur,

To grow,

Then split.

Residing,

Where it’s corrosive,

With high temperatures,

And/or,

Intense pressure,

Dissolved metals,

Minerals,

Or chemicals.

Found,

In massive, arid, vacuous deserts,

The bottom of the arctic,

Or gaps inside boulders,

Or the vacuum of space.

Extremes are not insurmountable,

Just because they are not conducive,

To life.

It’s full of proverbial suprises,

After all.