~ after “Alchemy or the Useless Science” (1958), Remedios Varo
Seven bottled elixirs
for each day of the week.
Work, and the checkerboard
of days I wrap more tightly
around me, as nights fall one
by one. Through the walls,
the gospel of eternal
calibration piped in as
music. I take what’s
delivered, and flush out
what refuses to dissolve.
I’ve lost count of how many
thousand rotations,
the slurry of beats
in the rooms above.