&: You know me, though. Mr. Safety.
#: Mr. Safety who melts pennies in white fuming nitric acid in tostitoes jars,
and then picks them up, bare handed.
&: I bought gloves recently!
#: Your fingers are going to be stained yellow until the skin peels off. The
silver nitrate will take even longer, look how it's embdedded, like there's a
layer of resin over it.
&: I can't be blamed for that; it starts out clear and then the sunlight brings
it out and next thing you know your whole hand is black.
#: You've got frostbite.
&: I've got mirrors under my skin.
#: Until your whole body turns blue from chemical ingestion.
&: It takes years for that to happen, and you know it.
#: But who's got years?
&: Who needs years?
#: I need years. I need forever.
&: You've got forever.
#: I've got forever.
&: Which means you have the time to wait until my skin peels off and is shiny
and new and chemical free again.
#: Or until you turn blue.

10/10/2010

Author's Note: Can be read in circles.

Posted on 10/10/2010
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