Atoms

It's all about infinity.

Alcohol is petrol,
and it's all the same to me,
I am my own worst enemy,
existentially,
And I don't know why I'm terrified
by the world that I can see,
when everything that's anything
I'll eventually be.

My lovers past and present,
and future all the same,
just atoms; just molecules
just slightly rearranged,
I see in their eyes myself
and in my eyes see them,
and endless possibilities
again, again, again.