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"esters" poems
bare, lifeless ground. cover yourself in esters. our misfortune.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:03 AM UTC
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my heart is a machine behind every good heart there is an even better machine waiting to take over impulse beat- in out in out- beat who needs feelings { the constant struggle of having to repair the break crashlagslow hurt -reboot- (Call tech support!) temporary no sure fix repeat } behind every good heart is an even better machine waiting to mechanize bastardize supplement LOVE abiotic, anaerobic, clean, pure, simple, sterile who needs LOVE when metal & pistons are so much easier to understand predict replace/fix ? If they can engineer esters to smelllooktaste like anything on earth why the **** can’t that make something taste {like your lips} smell {like your skin; cigarette sweet with an undertone of work sweat} feel {like your too rough kisses and embraces} because maybe if they did it might make it easier, maybe I wouldn’t miss you so ******* much
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 4:35 PM UTC
esterfication
or like today, almost any other day like today, but today i matched up two analogies with cooking; i once only stated that doing organic chemistry experiments were like cooking, broths of sweets and sours (esters and ammonia compounds respectively) - they did seem so at the time and still are, while smashing vegetables dipped in liquid nitrogen against the laboratory floor, but today, almost like any other day like today i started cooking a chicken makhani (indian butter chicken), past the stage of frying onions, garlic-ginger paste, past adding the spices: garam masala ground cumin chilli powder cayenne pepper salt & pepper, past the stage of adding butter, milk and crème fraîche, and chopped tomatoes, past the stage of then dipping the chicken in to let it poach for more tenderness than if fried prior (as the recipe suggested), then... when i noticed the spice colours diluted by the dairy ingredients i peered into the culinary warlock’s cauldron and uttered what fiction critics would have said of a bestseller spy novel... ‘mmm... the plot thickens.’ side dish? lemon rice.
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
comparative literature / culinary warlock's cauldron
/ there's currently a historic heat-wave happening in england... indistinguishable from, the perfumery akin to the: inside(s) (of) a barkingside 25m pool with a diving tower... part of the higher education of chemists belongs to sniffing around, esp. after having synthesißed esters... one one... chlorine... within the framework of the current english heat-wave? i'm picking up a scent of chlorine... it's a variant of public swimming pools - which utiliße chlorine for minority report advance: on employing hygiene... but in the air? i can sniff it out... it has transpired, translated for me to pick it up... there's chlorine in the air, notably, i'm guessing, from the raised temp., you would know, if you've been to a public swimming pool that uses oxidised water as a chlorine alternative - O subscript 3, the clarity of the air, simultanoeusly begging a comparison with the air inside a 4°C fridge environment... well, there wouldn't be any "conspiracy" surrounding the distinguishable signature of a chanel no. 5 perfume... so... i can tell you a scent of sulphur is sulphur... hence... hell yawned over england, and from its gob, came the scent of chlorine... the second component of identifying hell - sulphur being the first... chlorine? just shy of first, coming in second.
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Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
inside a barkingside 25m pool with a diving tower
Spoiled by father, Now, I'd not feel any better, No, not until I wear this scent, Even if it cost me a ****** cent.
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Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 9:06 AM UTC
Esters
well... there's the fun activity / pastime of watching paint dry... or there's the fun activity / pastime of not watching dry yeast being added to a concoction of warm water, olive oil, salt and flour...                        **** me!       you've see this?           i thought i used too little...    now i'm looking at... well... dunno...        cancerous growth,          a volcano about to explode? a hot air-balloon! i have to concede, dough, using yeast?    the funnest dough to fiddle around with using extra flour... rolls out like a dream... a dream of... a La La Land designated to celebrate; bubble-gum. i was always good at organic chemistry... no wonder cooking feels like that one experiment we crafted esters.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC
chops and pops