Ode to Asbestos
Ode to asbestos-
You come in so many natural forms:
Chrysotile, amosite, crocidolite, termolite, anthophylite, and actinolite.
I want to rub them all on my face.
You come in so many colors: Blue, white, and brown start your spectrum.
God’s rainbow after the flood must have borrowed your hues.
You clothed the Greeks and built Rome so strong.
I want to wear one of your togas in a house of your transite slabs.
Your shingles and felt protect your flooring tiles below.
This acoustical plaster you created will amplify my calls of your praise.
What I haven’t learned from your chalkboards!
Use your spackle to fill the holes in my life.
Mesothelioma is a small price to pay for your friable gifts.
Your vinyl may be for walls and paneling, but let me wear it as pants!
I write this on your thermal paper and will post it with your adhesives.
Your insulation keeps me as warm as the suit I need to remove you.
One thought on “Ode to Asbestos”
you are perverse. however, i cannot deny the lure of the small door hovering over the stall in one of the men's bathrooms at my school that read something along the lines of, "treatment other than removal used on asbestos, do not open door". i'll try and get someone to snap a photo of it. delicious.