Hello. I am a:
a. platinum wire thread,
b. legume television,
c. court skald,
d. plasmatic haphazard.
A brassica sprouts from my tonsil,
from an unclassifiable seed.
I'm the go-to girl here.
You eat with me, you know me.
Wrapped in tin, I seem less brassy,
in brass, my voice is less tinny.
I found the auditory illusion, the serum you seek:
But I can't let them know it, drink it, or think it.
I am Oppenheimer at midnight,
leaving my atoms behind on the balcony.
I grow watercress from my pale forearms.
You see me under the coverslip;
I return the can of mercury.
There it is on the counter, yet, no change.
Lina Ramona Vitkauskas (born 1973) Lithuania (lives in Canada)
Source: Big Bridge
thank you for this find
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