“The electron cloud model says that we cannot know exactly where an electron is at any given time, but the electrons are more likely to be in specific areas.”

He drives too fast
Trees blur like a fake Monet
Feet planted on the dash
Someone soaked my tongue in *****
Lined my mouth in velvet
And put me in a box playing Elton John
Moving too slow

Eyes shut, I dream of a linoleum floor
A black front door with a gold knocker
A friend, a dog, a tomato garden, a swing
A crystal placed in a window, creating color
A smell of lavender and thyme and sun
A mom and a dad and a home
Places I couldn’t wait to leave

Cold wood floor in the morning
A stark white door with a peephole
A lawyer, a moving truck, a wheeze, a fear
A stack of boxes, collecting dust
A trip to a hospital and a wedding and a job
A disease and a stepmom and a

He drives too fast