A noble among elements of instability
among these isotopes of radioactivity
whose lives are only half of what they seem
much of their hope a degenerating dream
being stable is perfection true
that's why they'll never bond with you
How much energy would it take
for them to connect with a mistake?
It's much easier to just be
without doubt, disconnected, entirely free
A little heat and their solidified state
sublimes unto rapidly changing molecules of hate
Only when the negativities release
will all this instability cease
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jamie
January 13, 2011 at 8:55AM
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