a poem for pluto. (y)

Thoughts of a Scorned Chemist

Hey come here
Let’s have a talk
That’s right
Come into the chemistry storeroom
Where we used to play 7 Minutes in Heaven
Today we are going to play a new game
7 HOURS OF HELL.

In the first hour,
We’ll start off easy
Now I’m going to shut you in the closet
And I’m going to pour in liquid nitrogen
You’ll freeze all over and scream and plea
I say no, look what you did to me
You had me locked in your grasp
Frozen in place by your so-called love
Your sweet nothings stuck to me
Like tongues on iced-over metal poles
While you played with me here in this closet
Our tongues on fire
You seduced me.

In the second hour,
A little more pain
But it’s bearable
I’m strapping you down to the ground
To pour scalding hot dihydrogen monoxide (water)
All over your body
Do you remember that night in the hot tub
Your kiss branded forever in my memory
Burning it into my heart
I will never forget it
Yet another memory branded
You with your on-the-side lover
You burned me, you burned me to ashes.

In the third hour,
I mixed a secret concoction for you
Trichloromethane or chloroform as we call it (very toxic chemical)
Let this poison drip down your throat
Just like how I drank in all your sweet words
You poisoned my mind and I lost all my senses
Idolizing you, clinging to you
You’re nothing but worse than scum
You poisoned me; now take a sip of your own medicine.

In the fourth hour,
I shall hang you from a crane
And lower you down into a pool
Of hydrochloric acid and let your screams
Ring from wall to wall but alas
They can’t because I’ve stuffed your mouth
With your T-shirt that you left at my house
I will sit in a chair, comfortably watching
You being tortured and I’ll let you rot there
Let the acid eat through your skin
I broke down every wall of my heart for you
And this is how you treat me?
Your little side-show?  She was the side-show!
You left me there to rot, my heart completely broken.

In the fifth hour,
I will recite a rhyme for you
“Do as you ought to,
Add acid to water.”
Screw it.
I don’t care if you’re dead by now
You’re still alive to me, my memory of you at least
While you’re still sitting in that pool of HCl (hydrochloric acid; very strong acid)
I’m going to activate a pump
It will pour water in there
The acid will dissociate and release so much heat
Your body parts will explode into the air
Acid flying everywhere
You blew me away with your empty words
And now I shall blow you up in a million pieces.

In the sixth hour,
I shall scatter your pieces
In a vat of supercritical fluid (hard to explain to y’all, but I sort of describe it below)
The intense pressure crumbling your very bones to dust
The scorching temperature melting your skin away
All that is left of you is finely powdered human
You broke me down and stripped me down to nothing
I let you into my heart and you trashed it
Leaving your leftovers at my place—I HATE HER!
I crushed so hard for you, fell so hard
Thought we reached equilibrium, but those were lies
With just one kiss meant for another
You crushed my heart with your feet
Just at the same moment I was melting in love for you.

In the seventh hour,
I will throw you out of existence
You were rotting garbage in my life
One by one I will separate your atoms
Nuclear fission will tear you apart
Just like you tore my heart, shredded it to pieces
That’s how you’ll end up when I’m done
Memories of you erased, nonexistent
Ripped from my mind, tattoos lasered away
You have reached the end of your hell
I was nothing to you
Now you are nothing to me.

I HATE YOU.
You are dead to me.

 

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