THE POISONER'S POISON
Sleep has led me one step to the left
A periodic transition to thallium:
like freezer bread thawing.
But there’s still no stretch inside this
Though they say sometimes
we live in secrets -
that maybe under the double duvet,
your legs glow with a blueish light
that flashes urgency
before settling for eternity
into a freezer’s empty memory:
its power chord cut.
Tomorrow I’ll wake to quicksilver thoughts.
Tomorrow I’ll wake up.