studying the stars with

microscopes & slides,

take a sample of venus & cross it

with quicksilver, empty the vial of

poison into her drink &

salivate over the thought of

whole new worlds brought on,

brought forth, tie her knots &

unhook her straps & adore the

idea of another universe out there,

yours for the taking

& when you're digging a grave

& tossing her in it, despise the idea that

you're alone now &