Amoeba

We are all amoebas Tiny And, in the grand scheme of things Worthless We are all blind Arms outstretched Steady, ready to feel We are all amoebas Amoebas passing in the night No one can see us No one wants to see us Dust on black velvet We are all amoebas Amoebas Night dwelling amoebas Amoebas passing in the night