Mad Scientist

A heavy heartbeat of horror

Test tubes clattering, clashing
Tumbling, spitting, spurting
Rainbow juice leeching
Kissing the tips of my toes

Bare feet exposed to other-worldy chemistry

Ribbons of gas spiral out of glass
I’m glad you told me to roll up my sleeves
I feel the hiss of steam hitting my fingertips
The crunch of grits beneath my heels,
Treading colour
Into linoleum

The mercury is rising-
and the world is shrinking
outside of my transparent imagination

I made a mistake, did I?
See me now
Poisoning my already intoxicated brain cells
And I swear
My periphery is in colour-
Rose tinted glasses are quite easy on the eyes, I think you’ll find

And the light bends and refracts
into it I divulge my secrets
and the beam splits
shooting them into the loneliness

This is no mistake, I’m quite enjoying the scents
The yellow brings sulfur, but magenta,
Rose perfume and
Bittersweet regrets

Tell me-
when does absolute uncertainty become relative?

The taste of the air rests
Like a smouldering phoenix feather
On the palette

Fire needs fuel, oxygen, ignition
I need food, imagination, experimentation
So I paint science
In the brokenness that causes tears

Blood clots in capillaries
No air getting through to me
Circulation running out
I’m stranded like a plastic bag jellyfish

The single unshaded lightbulb
Dies
I swing up onto a table
And start
All
Over
Again.

Okay. First of all, welcome to YWS. Second, I like the theme of this poem. The first paragraph caught my attention.

wingsofaphoenix wrote:Test tubes clattering, clashing
Tumbling, spitting, spurting

You've described everything very well here. Chemistry is something I never understood but the way you've written this poem. It makes Chemistry sound exciting!

wingsofaphoenix wrote:I made a mistake, did I?
See me now
Poisoning my already intoxicated brain cells

This part was very entertaining that you're asking yourself whether you made a mistake. You stuck to the theme the whole time and that's what I like about your poem. Keep writing is all I can say.

I'll only give you critique in some part because I'm not feeling well.

A heavy heartbeat of horror Hmm, It's true this line must be apart to the next stanza to remind the readers, that this line has a different meaning than the other one. However, putting only one line at risk can make us wonder why; therefore, it's a incomplete thought of stanza. Please elaborate more of this.

Test tubes clattering, clashing
Tumbling, and spitting, and spurting
Rainbow juice leeching, I know this is sort of a horrifying but this line has failed to express the trembling feeling. Why? Rainbow, juice and leeching are not good for merging it as one. Whenever I read this line, I got mixed feelings such as horrid and jolly, which disrupted to the reader's emotion; it does not fit well. I suggest you'll change this line into more explainable for the readers.
Kissing the tips of my toes.

Bare feet exposed to by other-worldy chemistry Two or more adjectives can kill you. It makes your poem weaker, and it sounds awkward too. Please remove unnecessary terms like "other" or "worldy", or whatever you prefer to.

Ribbons of gas, spiral out of glass.
I’m glad you told heed me, to rolling up my sleeves.<---I think it fits like this.
I feel the hiss of steam, hitting my fingertips.
The crunch of grits beneath my heels,
Treading colour
Into linoleum.

Please watch your punctuation.

The mercury is rising-
and the world is shrinking,
outside of my transparent imagination.

Okay, I haven't critique the other stanza because I really feel sick. Anyways, I like how you place a rhythm in the test tubes; it caught my attention. But some part, there were lacks of imagery and descriptor, which does not express a sensational feeling to the readers. If you wanna deliver, or express more feelings, you must watch for stale words, because It weakens your poem. And also, please watch your punctuation so that we can able to know where we'll make a pause as we read your poem.