Chemistry, a Poem

A poem, translated…

Burning up life

Into ashes

the process of life, in chemistry, not my photo…

Placed them into the crystal clear nights

Shaken

And, the sounds in the making

Are the outcomes of the solvents

Fate bumped against the burning flask

There’s too much sorrows in this world

I wonder, what can come of the evaporation process???  Not my photograph here…

The last bit of meaning

Saturated onto the filter papers of poetry

And I’d, used my tongue, to taste it

This, is very deep, there’s that sense of final resolve to life in this one, that sense of as life is slowly finishing up sense, and, the poet was able to, paint a picture of how things fall to their rightful places in everybody’s life too.

life as a chemistry course, not my photo here still…