chemistry
i’m working on a physical proof
using organic matter to store flammable liquid
the body as a filter to make piss
so dark and toxic it’s nearly shit
other byproducts are produced
sticky sweat, the stink of loneliness
the need to be liked
evaporates, sticks to indoor air
the body enjoys routine, a tooth loosens
i hear a singer-songwriter
and try to put her beauty on loop
finally smiling
i pass out hiccuping
alone
to dream of love
fructose
the door that grants access to joy
small enough
to reflect in dewey raspberries
also opens the other way
to suicide
honey
the pollen has to be processed
we smile and encourage
we enjoy as we build
the sweetness we protect ourselves with
our honey walls
peace
no more jokes
no need
nothing pithy
no helmeted laughing
i offer nothing
i have loneliness
, and thank you,
with my head lowered
