"esters" poems
bare, lifeless ground.
cover yourself in esters.
our misfortune.
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:03 AM UTC
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
Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 4:35 PM UTC
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.
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
/ 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.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 10:27 AM UTC
Spoiled by father,
Now, I'd not feel any better,
No, not until I wear this scent,
Even if it cost me a ****** cent.
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 9:06 AM UTC
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.
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 9:55 PM UTC