Five bare walls and a field of bars, punishing and confining the condemned.
Rows and columns of them, evoking serially the conformity they condition singly. 
Slots.

A complicated system serving a simple end: an invisible surrogate  
for whispered death sentences we'd sooner drag than carry out.

Nucleus and mitochondrion and plasma and membrane.
Clustered as blood and tissue and helix and organ.
Clots.

Simple identities forming colonies of difference, regeneration, growth. A glorious  
proliferation of living reductions.

And then there is the cancer.   +