in a world where righteousness is circular, 

where war eclipses love, 

where standards are abandoned and picked up at one's will, 

my love for ap chemistry prevails.

your smiling teeth, checkered with fluorine

and calcium,

are always sharp

and ready,

glistening with a hungry shine.

when i am down, you stay by me,

pipetting acid base reactions into my ear as sweet nothings.

you watch me gently sink

into a solution of my own salt,

density growing heavier and heavier

how deceiving you were,

when we first met!

your simple exterior

of “sigfigs”

and

naming patterns

emboldened me,

but soon i was within the coy grasps of your vines

before i even knew what odorous smell hit me

you complete me,

ap chemistry

that is to say

you have swallowed me whole