In Relation Against Poem by Terence Winch

The molecule bore a remarkable resemblance
to Elizabeth Taylor in a bikini shaving her legs.
I thought I was in Paris and behaved accordingly,
analyzing unnatural music videos from 1985.

My release mechanism cannot be compared to Madonna
Tina Turner, Hulk Hogan, or Willem de Kooning.
They swim about, lashing their tails in the aquamarine pools
of a mythic past that mocks the Beach Boys where they live.

'We are bored and lonely,' they chant. 'Bored and lonely.'
In return, men's inner lives emit incomprehensible signals.