LPiA-25 Nov. 15

[Keith]

Chromatography

You unfolded your laboratory
as an artist would their brushes.
I was a fixed constant
that would later be considered
to be critical to the results.

You mixed the solution
on a heated spoon
and removed the insoluble with a cigarette filter
then used your own blood as a carrier.
I watch the toxins separate in your eyes.

I mixed your solution
with a frantic phone call
and cleared your vomit with a finger
they pushed you into an ambulance carrier.
I watched the colours leave your mothers eyes.