I am just the catalyst 
of a reaction 
in a bad situation 
and my M.O is that 
of a displacement. 
A pain in your 
iron hide 
Mr corrosive 
ferrous oxide. 
Periodically 
I am a compound
but this is me 
in my element 
burning bright like a
tungsten filament.

Not on a mission 
just self-destruction   
some nuclear fission 
or fusion. 
No sense of direction 
I am propane 
floating to the point 
of compression. 
With a source 
of ignition 
I will light up the sky 

like in eons past.

With a little help from neon 
the street becomes 
an off license. 
People 
are all drinking 
formaldehyde 
being abrasive 
boxite. 
The 'ask a light'
leave with a watch type. 

Every piece 
fits on the table 
from golds, silvers, 
all the way to the unstable. 
With an explosive show 
potassium meets H2O. 
Mundanity begins to flirt 
with silica and the rest of the
inert.


This work is owned and was written by William Martell
Creator and owner of GRAPEFRUIT JUICE

GJ