Deftness

Sugar, like many things,
contains carbon atoms.

Like my body,
your body,
cells and cellophane,
Plastic on a bowl of
soup to keep fresh.

Though a once-life
bear a sentence
it may not rid itself of that
blessed tetrahedron
that marks each once-life
as one engraves a stone.

A master might unlock its
sightly beauty in its purest form,
But few may find its perfect coherence
in the existence of flesh.