The Chemist
you will long for this, Chemist,
i am sure.
inhale.
thicker than your skin,
whiter than the pupil of your eyes.
gush into your arteries,
it's pinholes, and pins,
and pin ticks, and stings.
from your foot,
(I was familiar with),
to your thighs,
above your ribs,
inside the chambers of your heart.
hold it!
barricade your spine,
this is not your usual migraine.
you will long for this, Chemist.
this is love.
this is nitrogen.
Copyright © Arch Ilagan | Year Posted 2009
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