the isotopes of bismuth

not quite to zero, we visited
the center of the empire
where protons and neutrons gathered
in equal number all along the magneto storm


 all in the same green/red uniforms  although
some of us wore red/green.
platoons formed the impenetrable
 prime 83 presenting arms.
  sun plasma auroraed the sky
 the whole spectacle fraught
 a flock looking for   roost
in a landscape of toxic ponds

we were there to witness the decay
of the last stable isotope , wind's fission,
gulf streams quietus. we felt the force
of the magnet in each wildly waving banner
of unfurled agitation. we needed.

 and because we needed,
 so the push. to channel the river
so the push against sky, always
 the opposition.










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these days the sky is filled
with drama. don't go out in your car
or hang on and hope you'll be
on the good side of statistics
when the seasons change .


this is not an exercise
at least not in the classic sense.


~



i remember
 a lot of drugs
when i was supposed to be attending school
as a young person/ lost /
to departure's aftermath.
what do you do , i mean really , what ?
when the world you lived falls like apoptosistic orange
petals at your scruffy bare feet?

i  hope you don't have to bear that so young,
maybe i saved you by not having much to lose.
now you go to college, train for a job, find a path
with your lady and love and delusion as your cash.

 daddy says you have no experience meaning
no sexcapades, you will be trapped
with a woman he doesn't consider beautiful.
but that's his blindness to me she resembles
the blue eyes of my lost mother i searched
for them in so many loves. i wonder
 if such attraction is innate?

 her mother, on the other
hand has really not aged well.


()

i think you love her
and she loves you
 yet  you are both young
and somehow so full\
of other people's sadness
like 209 extra neutrons
carried in your hearts/
and i want to believe
if you want to believe  your love
 is an

Eisenstein

 prime
























as i  enter the radiologist's office
i see a small plaque that reads
seeing is believing

i suppose that's one
way to put it. i already believe
so maybe seeing will be curing.
that's another way to see it.

they tell me envision phagocytes as
envision nanoparticles as
envision fighter planes or knights in white
killing and harvesting the tumorous cancers
which are not to be envisioned
as anything resembling human

this man is here to help
me envision the monster
and devour it.  my will the warrior.
as gawd i'll mow them down
with comets and asteroids
 of barium,bismuth and bitumen









768687686+-*-*-







we've found stability in the job.
the pulsing clock, the drive, the evening
whenever it comes. if the half lif\e
of this work is a billion years
older than the universe
that would make me eligible
for a couple extra weeks vacay
by the end of next milliena.
if unions were not a thing of myth and proximity.
if the pay scale matched ants to uncles
if time off were worth more than itself plus half.


she has to be on time again. after seven years
all cells in the body are new, so habits arisen
from the youngest's middle school days are now
obsolete as bipolar tendencies.

the other workers begin to peel off one by one
heading out to various dna/s or gamma holes.
taking this job and shoving it into the wormhole.
she's a diamond on the showroom floor, a silvered
band where her soldering iron used to go.




















*(()



5 remember  visquine bubbles with traces of magenta
 over the windows.
it was new york city on a dare, a saturated meeting
at dylan's die by drink horse, the careless
rats dine in the light of the moon. returning to just
off broadway  where the streets and smells
were a movie set you and i forgot to star in.
 i was   flea on the beggar next to
  the empire state beating
 in your breast.we saw  a musical, naturalmente
por tu linda corazon cubana,  don quixote /
are you still tilting at windmills /
disappointed  with my dampened energy
you fade.memory against my
 impropriety, such blossoms
as fall to the ground. a deer's salad
on the edge of a gated preserve.
and do you think, was it perhaps, the weed
makes me such a good li'l worker b?


i fall in love the way  trees
are untamed  in the poconos, bud along the
highways in the white and black
 mountains,   dragonfly in the kootenays,
toss  atop raleigh's rolling  hills,
 embrace with shiva arms   the lone splendor of the chapel..
come late summer i  wanna float
 across the continent in a windshear's embrace
move like spores over desert, wander into
the pacific maybe not come back again.
could be a mid life crisis thing.







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critiquing this i'd point out that bismuth isotope numbers
would be an interesting seperator, but then you'd look
for meaning when all you need to know is bismuth only has
one known and previously thought to be stable isotope now known
to have a half life older than the universe. this is known as a primorial element.
it is also a dielectric and opposes magnetism so the ride
of a bismuth plated superconductocar is matched by no other.











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walk into the kitchen   created
in checkerboard and collector dishes
give a kiss. this is enough
when the green /
red uniform
falls onto the floor, when the back
can relax, the wild waving flag
retired for the night. each day is witness
to keeping at bay divisiveness. hold
onto movement flip over and over
in multidimensional turnings  try
 to stay one step ahead
of the forces that play inside the vessel
threatening to explode , extrapolate, extreme inate
into you.