Big Bang in a Box in the Back of the Fridge

Evolutionary ecosystem decomposing Primordial soup I do not fuck up gently My mistakes are tinged with intent And the horrors of creation smell bad Unrecognizable origins now the sloping shapes of something else Birth by happenstance Genesis through inaction Unclosed window of opportunity through which previously unseen bacterial coitus occurs My own microcosm I wonder if this mishap puts me in the ranks of god Big bang in a box in the back of the fridge