#escapril 2020 day 7

[barelyevenwriting]

Day 7 Chemical Reaction

It's a cocktail of dreams, 

And pauses. 

.

You know this. 

.

Two steps to the left,

 and the silence keeps on playing. 

.

"This is all we are," you say. 

Synapses and rehearsed dreaming,

Patterns snapping into place 

And memories woven out of electrical elation. 

.

"We are the sum of several parts," 

You tell yourself on dreary nights. 

Processes and pent-up divergence. 

.

Meaningless nothing. 

.

Turn right, then left

Go upward. 

Choose leave, then stay. 

.

"It is like dancing," She says, 

Thinking that she will catch your attention

Through simple little similes. 

.

She won't. 

You know this now.

.

Your mind is quiet but firing off

 a million and one ideas

Too tired to be articulated. 

.

Feelings and belonging washed up 

In a rush of excitement. 

.

This is all there is. 

Jaded but true. 

.

Choose stay, 

Linger and breathe in the cocktail of lies, 

Let it buzz over your fingertips, 

Flowing free in your veins. 

.

Choose leave, 

Trap the wire shut. 

Don't let it become all there is of your anger. 

.

Move upward, 

Ignore the senseless pull in your brain, 

That tells you here and this and there. 

.

Let happiness rush out through your breath.

.

[shadowydoes]

Sometimes, I do miss studying chemistry. I wish I could do literature and chemistry at the same time.

[angelus-a13]

chemical reaction

the words that leave her mouth ignite the butterflies, like gunpowder behind my ribs with a bonfire heart smoke begins to settle, clarity appears science class reminds me of coating my hopes in false gold forever preserved, rusted underneath my heart feels like debris left behind mixed into a new solution to avoid artificial loneliness, i’ll fake until i make it

[yikesguessimmakinganonlinediary]

chemical reaction

escapril day seven

it wasn’t like a light switching on :

wires buzzing and whirring

and instantaneous illumination.

i don’t think i ever even noticed

that the switch was on.

we were wide eyed children

whispering during church service,

giggling between handfuls of sour candy.

i thought you were pretty.

i liked your laugh but more than that

i like that you made me laugh.

you were the class clown but also

the smartest girl there and

i thought i wanted that to be me,

but i wanted you to be mine.

i walked on rocks and daydreamed,

us being the characters of a taylor swift song.

she/her

you/me

i wrote an entire book in my imagination

of what we could have been.

i saw you a few years later at a college fair.

i didn’t think my heart could beat that fast

until you touched a button on my bag

and it exploded like a match to gasoline.

i have a new idea of love now

and a new subject who’s name to

place in taylor swift songs.

but i can’t vow against another

chemical reaction if i see you again.

[self-titled-poet]

Too long my brain has been cluttered

with the darkness of memories

Or cloudy moments

All black and dismal

With strings of cobwebs long forgotten

As though no-one has cared to maintain

The scary depths of my brain.

Out of nowhere bolts of joy flashed through

Like the feeling of kissing in the pouring rain

As the sun peaked over

A broken cloud in the far distance

Suddenly, nearly all at once

Happiness was made and the things

Which were once so broken

Now dance with excitement

Everything fizzes and sparkles

Dusting away the bleakness of before

As a new sun shines proudly over my thoughts.

—k.l (escapril day 7 - chemical reaction)

[and324otherthings]

Boom! Flashin' colors Sprout, grow, die all in seconds A new me - all mine

[flugsvamp88]

chemical reaction

(7/4/20)

nicotine and serotonin burning liquor kerosene canteen blackout curtains late-night phone-in

c.m

♫

[galaxy-charm]

@misha-moose-dean-burger-lover , this is amazing! I don't even understand half the things 😂😂 but it is,,, so good.

(Hahahaha someone hand me a dictionary please my chemistry knowledge is trash)

((Also really random but I currently have a chemistry teacher and he's awesome and he's really, really, like freakishly good at poetry. And I might have suspicions that he's doing escapril too and I'm just laughing when about what his reaction will be when he gets to this prompt jsjdksk ahhahaha see the pun I made xD okay okay I'll go))

we’re a chemical reaction away from 

oblivion,

just a catalyst away from joy.

and like electrons circling 

their nuclei toward,

we do it all for them who promise

to hold us through the night. 

our fruits rot rancid

each night, after nother

begging for preserve -

weak, tarnishable skin.

and lungs burn within,

in this life-giving air,

for respire's

but a fancy syllable for combust.

our souls are a careful prod away

from withering,

like burnt ashes of a brilliant

magnesium flame.

and resonance isn’t just atoms,

or arrows,

or loops,

sometimes, oh sometimes, it’s sin.

what if’s aren't to be in science!

an irony it is to damn you, disproportionation.

find us, label us,

claim us,

breathe us.

elements aren't just in our books. 

[illuminaudio]

escapril 2020: day 7-12

obsession | hometown

natural light | parasitic

heaven/hell | submerged in water

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

Day 7: Doing the #escapril challenge with @3dg310rdsupreme and @galaxy-charm.

Prompt for this one: chemical reactions

Taglist: @mystybloo @peanutbutterandgrapejelly @iamcharliebradburylevelperfect @galaxy-charm @crack--attack @wolveswingsandwrenches @adventurous-blob @spot-the-brooklyn-pirate

we’re a chemical reaction away from 

oblivion,

just a catalyst away from joy.

and like electrons circling 

their nuclei toward,

we do it all for them who promise

to hold us through the night. 

our fruits rot rancid

each night, after nother

begging for preserve -

weak, tarnishable skin.

and lungs burn within,

in this life-giving air,

for respire's

but a fancy syllable for combust.

our souls are a careful prod away

from withering,

like burnt ashes of a brilliant

magnesium flame.

and resonance isn’t just atoms,

or arrows,

or loops,

sometimes, oh sometimes, it’s sin.

what if’s aren't to be in science!

an irony it is to damn you, disproportionation.

find us, label us,

claim us,

breathe us.

elements aren't just in our books.