Apocalyptic poems, posted every m-f.

on the subject of boiling

do not settle for small bubbles,
and do not trust the first bubbles you see:
there is a certain algal scum that bubbles forth in the heat,
below the boiling point of water

we don’t have a name for it yet, this day, as it does not yet exist
you can see how this becomes a tricky business

boil everything for twice as long as the man in town tells you to,
and you will live twice as long

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