The trouble is a single atom

Shot at random random fire

Two particles fused and coupled

Once united multiply

The waves run underground

Electric power copper wire

Some tiny evil bursts the surface

Lays quiet like insecticide

Slanted, the eyes

And this bonds mind to mind

The risk is mine

And this bonds mind to mind

She says a word across the ocean

I hear the spit I hear the sigh

The wavelength undivided

To drain the fruit

And leave the rind the shot runs

Through her wiring through her curve

Through her spine to feel an impulse

Rising rising a mess

Of reason and kissing eyes