T C Insidious E Poem by Douglas Scotney
T C Insidious E
Not so hard to say
after
Trichlorophenyl
methyl
iodisalicyl:
trichloroinsidiousethylene.
You splashed it around,
like you would
a thing with a pet-name 'Trike'.
You used it to degrease your hands.
It entered the ocean.
It lodged deep underground,
condemning the water.
You renamed it TCE;
left out Insidious.
It evaporates.
It inspires
poems and homes.
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