Make a Wish

Earth has its odd ways of baking,

Not content with producing rocks

And gasses, more prone to pastries,

Fluffing them up when they collapse,

Loving thin and interesting

Layers of things that used to eat

Each other before they became

Commingled in the recipe.

If animals are the icing,

And bacteria are the cake,

Words are flames tipping the candles.

Have fun with those implications.