Aurostibite
i’m not radioactive
there’s a horizon over my grimace
lead grey no gammas protuberant teeth
the sonogram catches my gravity
diploidal i’m a star symbol a fracture among the shimmer
my crystal system two Ty fighters on the wind
a metallic streak
Au get off my diaphaneity
What I lack in sulfur I make up in cell dimension
666 – mark of the beast
Good luck finding my cleavage
A Poet Librarian 