Be Nice

In the fall out I found I was biodegradable,
quite safely disposed of in any public dump;
her decay was more unstable. If I hadn’t

been so enriched by our fusion, I might not
have reacted so explosively to her ill-concluded
decision to induce fission. Which reminds me,

I initially admired her controlled bursts of
passion, incendiary remarks and body parts
bursting and clashing—at times she was both

ravaging and ravishing—but the fires have
since died down considerably, attributed to
some underlying lack of synergy or chemistry,

a polymer disbonded through lack of basic
attraction. I wish there was a way to make
the slowly eroding memories implode, or

at least expand rapidly enough to explode
all at once, a type of pseudo-synaptical
Dr. Device. Oh, wouldn’t it be nice…

One response to “Be Nice

  1. In my head this sounds like a rap song.

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