Regular Poem: In the Metallic Evening

21 Jun
In the metallic evening
when the sidewalk glimmers silver
and the clouds are a sheet of thinly stretched gold
          like the kind they use to do experiments
          with electrons
and the sun peers through that sheet of gold
shimmering peekingly as if it's shy
          but it's a ruse because the sun isn't shy
and the air is heavy with
          all the electrons from the celestial experiment
          or maybe just

and the little lead flies careen to and fro
          not sticking to anything but not 
          repelling anything either
          just bustling around like shot 
          blasted from invisible 12 gauges
and the smell from the grass and the trees and 
the hot wet air is
not organic but acrid
          not unpleasantly so just noticeably so

and your mouth is a copper kettle
         shining red and hot and tasting of metal
and your brain is mostly arsenic
         metallic yet only semi-conductive
         and almost always poisonous
and your limbs are aluminum
         soft malleable durable abundant
and your sweat is somehow not
salty but ferrous and you can smell it and taste it 
all over
in the air and seeping into 
the burnished bronze of your clothes

and everything glints blindingly in the dimmed
but phosphorescent light from
the sun that's pretending to be shy--

in the metallic evening,
everything is metallic,

3 Responses to “Regular Poem: In the Metallic Evening”

  1. silverscreenings 21 June 2013 at 5:53 PM #

    Who knew science could be so romantic!

    • TheBestofAlexandra 21 June 2013 at 8:40 PM #

      I didn’t realize I’d written a love poem until you said something. But lo and behold!

  2. jayasuryadi234 6 July 2013 at 12:38 AM #

    Reblogged this on jayasuryadi and commented:
    it’s so beauty poem.
    Hello I’m Jaya Suryadi. i just learn wordpress. my blog is so simple but i try to make it interest for reader blog in the world. thank you, nice to chat with you. have a great day. bye

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