frustrated mineralogist - original poem

frustrated mineralogist

I ponder

if your prized chunk

of porphyry 

housed in a glass jar

on your office desk

would have sufficient weight

to bash your skull in

leaving purple 

crystals of feldspar

canoeing like rafts

down the pooling trail

of your sludgy glazed 

caramel apple blood

Eh...

the janitor's on vacation

I'd hate to have to clean

another sp-

"Yes sir" 

I blindly blurt

still in line and row

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