In a realm of polygons, dark and stark,
A 3D printed skull, a work of art.
With edges sharp and angles defined,
A symbol of mortality, one of a kind.

Layer by layer, it takes its form,
A skeletal structure, weathered and worn.
From the printer's dance, it emerges anew,
A low poly skull, a sight to view.

Its hollow eyes, windows to the unknown, 
Hold secrets untold, a tale to be shown.
A reminder of life's transient grace,
Intricate lines etched upon its face.

The touch reveals its textured embrace, 
A tangible reminder of time's swift pace.
A symbol of mortality, yet so much more,
A testament to the beauty we can't ignore.

So cherish this low poly skull, my friend, 
A reminder of life's journey, from start to end.
May it inspire reflection and deep thought,
As it stands proudly, the stories it's brought.