i will scream my regrets away from your direction.
my throat will bleed raw.
it will be the most beautiful sound to come from my mouth
the oxygen will sear my skin.
the carbon will callous my tears
until they are cold and dark. coal.

he will offer me gold, and i will throw it to the sea
i could not taint him, my chlorine kisses would do him no good
instead he will offer me chlorine, and i will cover my mouth in detest
i could not change him, my mercury madness would consume him whole
then he will offer me mercury, and i will bite my lip till crimson paints my chin
i could not stand for him, my lithium legs would break

mixed madness is mine.
a harlot of the elements; i am their slave