The formulas of certainty

 I couldn't doubt my own mind
A drop of methylene blue dispersing
on the surface of the aquarium water
soothes I wouldn't doubt it

the painkillers that went down in the torrent
glass passing lips and flooding mouth and throat
seek solid states of mind between the events
those formulas that destroy equilibriums

Those imaginary ones we can't hold
betraying us as they make their way blooming
into bright prolific untruths leading us further
misleading us with fragrance and beauty

so deep now I wouldn't doubt it
Under your delicate skin
a drop of me dispersing
On your surfaces

the opiates that dove down into you
resurfacing in vibrating euphoria
refusing to play that game of control
formulas of behaviour that ensure balance