Wednesday, April 25, 2012

love is poison

“every substance is poisonous
every substance is not poisonous
all that differs is the dose.”
Paracelsus (1493-1541)

we made a plaster cast of
his swollen face
crayola impressions of
her black bulging veins
papier-mâchéd a basket for
his blood tributaried retch
molded lumpy ceramic mugs for
her final flux
hung the hemlock scented vials around
our necks and cooed, 
“it’s so romantic and Shakespearean.”

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