A Chemist's Ink

I wonder at vague inspiration

At the pen penning characters and,

dialogue, and missing subtext

Misinterpretations run chaotic like

atoms, gaseous and kinetic in nature

Words wander across the page of

their own volition

Tied to contextual meanings, riveted in place

yet free and as dangerous as

Hydrogen, bonded tightly to another, but

 never with kin, never without motion

A clever plot follows the curve of

exponential growth as emotions collide—

exponential decay takes over as the climax

fades; characters

walk away, befuddled as a story with

the complexity of stoichiometry

and the danger of

unstable plutonium

emerges.  

This poem is about: 
Me

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