What Remains of the Primeval Atom
Forever chemicals- starburst, trip, tumble, twirl in place.
Your aquatic bodies, bent to snapping. Infinitesimal
And floating through your bloodstream- polypropylene
promises for the distant future. Hypotheticals.
Bisphenol Aftertastes- methylmercury build up in the body
Of your prey animals. When we eat, we become poison.
Calcified cartilage knows- relent, relent, relent,
Bodies in motion know- hunger. Objects in motion know-
Waste. We know- cook it in butter with lemon and thyme.
Cosmic microwave backgrounds- heat map of the
Mother’s empty bed, observed, preserved.
Waste not, want not- there are plenty of leftovers.
We saw our shapes, our outlines, made eternal,
And it destroyed us.
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The chemistry of life and poetry as intertwined. Nicely done, Lillian,