iridescence

in the future they stamp our heads
with phosphorus and glow in the dark ink.
it takes a machine much like a zambonie
rolling over our foreheads
to locate the exact cave drawing between our crainums
to be sure we are compatible.

in the future that's why we break up.
our symbols: glowing and pulsing
like the radioactive waste we are.
mine will be triangular, some kind of bisexual symbol
a dichotomy. two halves of the rectangle
we can't ever split evenly.

in the future we are
manchester and west hollywood
the chicago l: above and below ground...



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