Atom by atom

She has the kind of
immutable
throat burstingly cruel
beauty
that makes men's eyes bleed
and women strafe their faces
with their
claws

You need a shot
of pure hypoxic helium nitrate
just to speak to her
and when her eyes
fall upon yours
it is as if you are being
disseminated
atom by atom
like the febrile
mist
rising from a
battlefield

She does not have a name
it is not necessary
she resides in your
synapses and ventricles
and on the day you die
she will be
the anthem
for your
heart